Knight of the Light

The paladin who lifted his shield shimmered. They marched slowly, solemnly and solemnly, and the iconic loud slogan could be heard throughout the audience. The morale was most encouraged by the large number of people. Facing the enemy, the paladin often has a mainstay role.

Before the crusade of the crusade, several majestic celestial sphere projections rushed up. This creature has a beautiful appearance and mighty character. When they appeared on the battlefield, they always fearlessly attacked evil.

The fierce Celestial Puppets have always caused headaches to enemies. Their slamming and grappling without fear of death are the most effective means of breaking the battle. Once the opponent is entangled by them, they will face endless bites and grabs. Many people are afraid of them.

Facing the mighty walking dogs, five rookies guarded their heads in the first wave. Their only reliance now is the heavy crossbow in their hands and the information network in their brains.

The heavy crossbow was specifically burdened by Zhou Qingfeng. Unlike Shoucheng's large heavy crossbow, rookies use guys that can be used handheld. But they still weigh more than ten kilograms, which is very inconvenient to carry around, but they are powerful for defense.

The novices have no dark vision, but they have the message from Sofia. In front of them were the invisible servants who had just been summoned. Undead have no eyes, but they are born to perceive in the dark.

In the light and dark explosion, ten invisible servants were directly blown down by the swept air waves. But the remaining four still constitute a simple and effective cordon. The situation they perceive is directly transmitted back, forming an unobstructed information network in the dark.

Behind the rookie guard, the necromancer Mondino summoned two physical golems. This is a terrible structure, they are spliced ​​from the bodies of different organisms, nearly three meters high and weighing more than two hundred kilograms.

The body surface of the physical golem is festering and stinky, and there is a corpse tumbling inside, showing a disgusting green or gray. They are slow to move, conscious, and seem to have difficulty controlling themselves. But any opponent who dares to underestimate them will pay a huge price.

Mondino had a good idea. The rookie in the front was afraid that he couldn't hold a round, but at least he could let the celestial rushed up to bite for a while. As long as there is time, two physical golems can go up for a critical strike.

If there is any damage to the physical golem, it can just be consumed by the rookies to repair it. This is the terrible aspect of the physical golem. The more corpses on the battlefield, the more it can't be killed.

But after the two physical golems were in place, the five heavy crossbows in front of them fired at the same time. A thick crossbow shot with a thick finger shot through the darkness, and several wolf-dog-like wailings sounded at the same time without submerging more than twenty meters away.

After the shooting, five rookies guarded the order to withdraw. They quickly turned around holding the heavy crossbow and ran. Easily bypassed the two huge and ugly flesh golems and fled, and Mondino's name was nothing to say.

After a while, what really rushed up were some paladins led by Powell. There was a mysterious eye watching the battlefield above their heads, followed by wizards and priests in charge of casting.

‘Holy Hammer’, ‘Summon Holy Power’, ‘Glorious Armor’, the priests of the crusade continually increase the buffs of their slain companions. The morale of the paladin in front strengthened, and he ran into a terrible physical golem.

The slow-moving golem made a hoarse hissing noise. They swing their arms, their fists waving like windmills, and use their blasphemy bodies to exert tremendous power.

The attack was completely invisible, like the shaking body of an epileptic. But they are so manic to press up and use their body to smash opponents.

Powell lifted his shield and approached, his sword shone brightly and shouted 'Break evil'. The power of Tyr, the **** of justice, is focused on the blade, like a cold moonlight, splitting into the physical golem.

The flesh of the flesh golem is chopped, and the decaying pieces of meat fall like boiling water and fall down sharply. But it didn't care, the huge arm swept, and it still fell on Powell's shield.

With just one blow, Powell was blown off like a child, rising uncontrollably into the air. The priest behind him quickly rescued him, and the wizard even tried to use ‘dispel magic’ to paralyze this terrible and evil necromancer.

At the same time, a few heads of Celestial Rush rushed up again. They have been wounded in the wave of crossbows just now, but have not yet been driven back to heaven, and there is still a battle.

On the other side, Justin Moore, the Pastor of the Disease, remained silent. He and his assistant summoned a large number of insect swarms. When the swarms gathered, it was like a torrent, swarming in the direction of the enemy.

The paladin at the front did not expect that he would encounter a physical golem. Unable to break through the brute force attack, they tried to bypass the awkward structure, but shot in succession in the dark.

The penetrating crossbow hits the glorious armor on the surface of the saint warrior, and the dull armor with beautiful patterns consumes the dullness in a couple of clicks. They had to lift the shield and yelled that the wizard behind would hurry with a fireball.

Not every wizard is good at fireballs, but they all hate the ‘Summon Swarm’ divinity. But Justin's swarms of insects swarmed or flew over. The witch of the crusade had to frantically pull out the scrolls they brought with them.

Ice storms, squalls, holy dwellings, and battlefields were messed up by wizards and priests on both sides. At this time, the noise of the magic flute was still sounding in the woods, which was distracting and unable to concentrate.

Warren braced her injured body and applied several ‘gods’ to herself in succession, stabilizing the injury of the chest being split. He rested for a while, recovered his strength, and grabbed his two-handed epee, ready to support his companions.

But when he heard the sound of the magic flute, Warren couldn't help shouting, "What kind of people did the demon recruit? How could he still have a side job like" clown "?"

Adventurers of different professions also have a chain of scorn. A person with a glorious image like a saint warrior, enters and exits a tall and glorious city church, and makes elegant and distinguished nobles. He has a certain sense of superiority in juggling harlequins who are low-ranked and only served on the street.

But in small-scale battles, the clown playing the magic flute is the best candidate for spoilers. They can directly disrupt the fighting rhythm, reduce morale, and make the chaotic situation even more chaotic. They have to beware of the dagger stabbed by the clown in the dark, which is also a deadly threat.

At the sound of the clown's magic flute, Warren felt restless. He felt that this 'Battle of Justice' might fail, and he had to reach out and grab a talisman on his chest and shouted, "My lord, please cleanse this place."

The surging positive energy spewed out of the amulet, like mercury leaking out of the ground, permeating everything. A silvery white light lit up again in the darkness, and it continued to spread, illuminating a range of tens of meters around.

Within this range, evil recedes and justice comes.

Under the light, the green grass drilled out of the ground, flowers bloomed, and trees sprouted like branches. As long as they stand within the light, all members of the crusade are healed and strengthened, but the evil side melts away like snow and ice, and continues to disperse.

The overwhelming swarm of insects was attacking the wizards and priests, including Mochi, and they decomposed when they encountered light. The two golems backed away quickly. One of them ran slowly, shrouded in light, emitting a lot of smoke, the flesh melted, and it fell to the ground, and even the skeleton became gray.

The wounded Powell's shield was broken, and he could only be supported by the physical golem. But as the light shone, he immediately became fierce and revived with blood.

Even the clown playing the magic flute in the dark couldn't stand the light of justice. His eyes were blinded by the strong light, and he fled to the darkness outside the light.

Just breathing, Zhou Qingfeng lost all sides and fled. And with Warren striding forward, they will have nowhere to run. The righteous side immediately praised loudly, rose to the chase, and said nothing to let go of those who are sinful and sinful.

But after less than 20 meters, a young man suddenly walked in front of him and walked under the dazzling light.

The boy was originally red and translucent, but under the light, he turned to emit a milky brightness. He then stretched his arms, expanded his chest and exclaimed, exclaiming loudly, "Well, you are so comfortable for me!"

This sun bath is absolutely necessary!