Noble Emblem

Looking at these villagers who had fear in their eyes but dared to stand up and plan to fight each other desperately, Emma understood one thing, their destiny had changed.

No matter what is the reason for the change in the fate of these villagers, she is now certain that she does not like to watch the villagers, or even any kind and innocent people, die. She has been thinking about changing the tragic fate of others, but has never succeeded. I had, but now a living example appeared in front of me. And the fate of the people whose fate was changed was not just one or two, but the entire village.

In Emma's current imagination, there is a powerful and wise sage with gray hair and piercing eyes, wearing a white magic robe and a simple but powerful epic staff, appearing in Reed Village.

He built a city wall and a temple here. Because of the majestic interference of other gods, the fate of these villagers has undergone unimaginable changes. Although she is a saint, both in strength and knowledge, she is several levels higher than ordinary people, but she is still a fourteen-year-old girl, and her fantasies always have some unnecessary romantic plots.

The villagers in front of them are about to set off to deal with the hunters at the entrance of the village. This is tantamount to asking for death. Although they have a candidate saint, their strength is too far apart. Emma stood up from behind the small tree and shouted to the villagers: "You are no match for them, I am here to help you."

Beilin's eyes lit up. She couldn't see clearly the strength of this girl, but looking at her looking at a staff, she should be someone with some fighting ability.

Emma pointed forward, and several beams of light descended, covering the entire village.

Vitality, Strength, Lightness, Wind Breath. Weak weapon enchantments...at least twelve auxiliary magic spells fell on the villagers. They felt that they suddenly became stronger, and the effect was much more powerful than Beilin's magic.

This is the difference between a full-time saint and a candidate saint.

In many legendary knight novels in this world, saints are girls who communicate with gods. They are generally not strong in combat power, and they mostly have vases. Most of them are the spouses of major heroes. But in essence, the saint's profession is very strong. Although the direct combat effectiveness is inferior, the auxiliary ability is top-notch.

Saints generally specialize in various auxiliary magical arts. They are numerous and can turn a group of sheep into hungry wolves, and can turn hungry wolves into a group of tigers.

The villagers felt their temporary power. They looked at Emma with admiration in their eyes, especially the emotionally ignorant boys. Even more so with the admiration that was like love at first sight.

A holy and pure girl who is also a powerful spellcaster will always be the center of everyone's attention no matter what class she is placed in.

Beilin had no idea that this young girl who came to the village would be so powerful.

Emma looked around, a little surprised: "By the way, Yong...where is Kyle?"

"Do you know Kyle?" Beilin was amazed. She was also a little wary, thinking that she might be another girl attracted to Kyle. If this girl also likes Kyle. Then her chance of winning is even smaller. Compared with this girl, Ba Ba La is far behind: "Kyle went hunting in the mountains with the teacher, but he should be back soon."

Emma frowned when she heard this. She was good at auxiliary magic. Although she also knows several offensive magic spells, it is unlikely that she can use them to deal with those who pursue her. Due to her professional characteristics, the saint's self-protection ability is very strong, but her offensive skills are indeed insufficient.

Although the villagers were greatly enhanced by her auxiliary magic. But compared with real professionals, it is still far behind. But if the brave is here, it will be different. At least it can serve as a powerful attack point.

At this time, Emma had already felt that the pursuers had arrived at the entrance of the village, and they also felt her aura. More than a dozen powerful magic waves spread out outside the village, pressing directly into Reed Village.

Although Beilin was very weak, she felt the strength of the enemy at this time. Her face began to turn pale, and then she shouted to the villagers standing aside: "Those who do not participate in the battle should take refuge in the temple as soon as possible. Quickly go to the west village entrance and burn the wheat stacks to make some smoke. Teacher and the others are on the mountain and will speed up and come back if they see the smoke coming from the village."

Hearing this, the women, children and the elderly began to run towards the temple, and several adults rushed towards the west village entrance.

Emma nodded. Belin's response was correct. The temple was the palace of the gods on earth. No matter how bold they were, they would not dare to attack the temple casually unless they planned to start a holy war between the two sides.

Seeing the villagers running away from the center of the village, Beilin was about to breathe a sigh of relief when she saw a dozen spellcasters dressed in black appearing at the entrance of the village. As soon as the first few spellcasters saw them, they started to act. Making gestures and muttering words at the same time, less than two seconds later, everyone launched dozens of black floating objects and attacked quickly.

"Wind Shield!"

Emma waved her hand gently, and a huge transparent wind wall appeared at the entrance of the village. The black floating objects immediately disappeared after hitting the wind shield.

The leading man in black smiled when he saw this: "Storm Saint, you didn't run away! Who gave you the courage to stop? We have been waiting for you to come out of Beijun Town for a full year. We will use your blood to sacrifice our master so that he will be stronger and more majestic when he is resurrected."

Emma snorted softly and said nothing. In her prediction, she could live to be 99 years old. She didn't care about sacrifices and the like at all. But when she thought about it, the fate of this place had changed now. Then in the future Her destiny had also changed, and her future life would definitely be different from what she had seen. Thinking of this, she became even more excited.

No matter what, these villagers must be saved, and every one of them will survive.

Beilin's face was a little pale, but she still gave the order calmly: "The archers are ready to attack, and the others disperse. They are spell casters. Try to use obstacles to get close to them. Spell casters have poor melee capabilities. As long as you get close to them, , bet there will be a chance!"

In fact, Beilin's response was correct, but she did not consider that the opponent was a professional, but most of them were ordinary villagers. Although they were strengthened by Emma's various auxiliary magic, due to their own base 'Too small. Even if there is a spell bonus, it is not obvious.

The arrows shot by several children were shaken aside by the magic wave before they could fly in front of the enemy.

As for the adults who were holding weapons and rushing towards the black-clothed spell caster, as soon as they left the range of the wind wall, they were knocked upside down by a black magic wave. Even if they didn't die, they were seriously injured. Just when these dozen people were about to fall to the ground, a strange wind wave lifted their bodies up, and then these people floated in the air, and then slowly fell to the ground.

"Holy girl, you are still in the mood to save other people!" The leading man in black has a hooked nose and thick black lips. He is not a good person at first glance: "It is useless to save you, you are destined to die. The people in this village are also dead, and their souls can become food for our master."

The man in black said boring words that could only be said in knight novels, but Emma's expression also became serious.

Although the villagers of Reed Village have changed their destiny and have courage, their strength is still too small after all. Even with the help of her auxiliary magic, they have no chance of winning.

Beilin watched several black smoke pillars ignite at the entrance of the West Village. She immediately turned to Emma and said: "Your Excellency, please help us block these thugs, as long as you stay a little longer. Wait for the teacher With Kyle back, we can definitely beat them away.”

Emma also felt that this was the only chance of survival. Kyle was a brave man. Even if his bloodline was not activated, he was still a very strong professional. And the 'sage' who did not appear in her prophecy was definitely a very powerful person. Because he can change the fate of so many people, he is definitely not a simple character.

Emma knew what she was doing. Although she was a master-level professional and a saint, she wanted to stop these dozen people from entering the village. It's a very difficult thing, unless... She thought for a moment, with a determined look on her face, and then she knelt down and started praying to the sky.

"Goddess, your loyal believer Emma prays to you, hoping to use your supreme power to realize my wish, and I am willing to pay a sufficient price for this."

The girl's prayer was very sincere, and anyone who saw it would think so. When the men in black saw her like this, they became a little anxious. The leader of the men in black shouted: "Attack with all your strength and break that damn wind wall."

The overwhelming black magic kept bombarding the wind shield. In less than three seconds, the wind wall shattered. The magic remained unabated and ran directly towards the saint who was praying with her eyes closed.

But at this moment, a green-yellow light pillar fell from the sky, shrouding the saint in it. Those powerful magics hit the light pillar and disappeared silently.

At the same time, a whirlwind arose around the saint. The whirlwind got bigger and bigger, and then quickly turned into a weird circular wind wall. This wind wall quickly expanded and surrounded the entire village. What's even more amazing is that the wind blown by this wind wall had no effect on Beilin and other villagers at all. Instead, the men in black were blown around, unable to stand at all, and they could only exit the village in embarrassment.

The huge whirlwind was blowing constantly. The men in black tried to attack the circular wind formation, but to no avail. Even large-scale magic could not penetrate this huge whirlwind.

Beilin watched the men in black exit the village and just breathed a sigh of relief. But when she looked at the saint, her heart tightened.

Because the beautiful brown hair on Emma's head turned silvery white one by one. Beilin is also a professional. She knows very well that to create such a huge wind-shaped barrier, the mental power required is not small at all. It has even exceeded the upper limit of this girl's burden, so she has this change at this time. .

This magic is the famous Hurricane Guardian, a legendary magic. Once they appear on the battlefield, it is a one-sided massacre. Think about it, an army is in a storm, attacking with the storm, they are not affected, but their enemies can't even stand... An army with this magic can even block a hundred with one.

The problem is that there are no legendary casters in either the Temple of Storms or the Azure Magic Tower, so this magic has disappeared from the world for more than three hundred years.

As a saint, Emma can use her body to guide and borrow the power of God, but this will inevitably affect her physical health. The more powerful the magic, the greater the damage to her.

Now her hair is turning white one by one. When more than two-thirds of her hair has changed color, it will be almost her limit, and that is when she is ready to die.

One minute passed...three minutes passed.

The leader of the man in black was outside the village. He looked at Emma through the wind and laughed loudly: "Forcibly using a spell that does not belong to you, even if you are a saint, you still have to pay the price. I think you can stand it. Until when!”

Emma, ​​who was praying, sighed slightly in her heart. If possible, she would also like to borrow powerful offensive magic from the goddess to kill all these enemies at once. But as a saint, it is impossible for her to borrow offensive magic, because offensive magic is a type of 'divine punishment', and only the pope is qualified to borrow it. As a saint, she can only borrow defensive magic. technique.

Five minutes passed, and Emma's hair was half white. She was already a little worried at this time, because she remembered that after she told other people the contents of the prophecy, although those people avoided danger in a short period of time, greater dangers followed, and their endings were even more tragic.

Could this be the case in this village?

Emma was a little shaken. She wasn't afraid of death, but she didn't want anyone to seal the Demon God after he was resurrected. If she died, it would be useless even if a brave man could defeat the Demon God, because the Demon God would be resurrected and she would need her own hands to seal it. After all, she He is also a person with special blood.

Is it true that the people in this village still cannot escape the end of death?

Emma opened her eyes. If this is the case, she must leave some strength to protect herself, for the future, and to prevent the devil from ruling the world.

The whirlwind protecting Reed Village gradually became smaller... The man in black laughed loudly when he saw this.

Beilin's face also turned livid, but she did not blame Emma because she knew that this girl had tried her best. She was not related to Reed Village and could help in this way. No one had the right to demand harsh words from her.

Emma was about to disperse the hurricane guard, but at this time, she saw a golden shadow appear in the sky. The shadow flew extremely fast and rushed down quickly.

The men in black only looked at the village and did not pay attention to the sky.

The golden shadow swooped down at an extremely fast speed, and passed between them before the men in black could react.

When it flew away and rushed into the sky again, those in black discovered that one of their companions had lost his head. His broken neck was spraying Lao Gao's blood, and he fell to the ground.

At this time, a round object fell from the air. The men in black saw that it was the disappeared head of their companion.

Joan of Arc!

Beilin shouted happily: "The teacher is coming back soon." (To be continued.)