Noble Emblem

"Down with the heretics! Protect our children, our families."

Finally, a believer shouted out... In fact, this person was a trustee that Mieff had already arranged.

"Kill the heretics and protect the temple."

"Heretics deserve to die, and unbelievers deserve to die even more."

Then there were thousands of responses, the excited believers shouted wildly, their eyes were red, as if as long as the enemy appeared in front of them, they would bravely rush forward and tear the enemy into pieces.

The nobles who were watching turned pale when they saw the overwhelming momentum of the believers. They did not dare to imagine what they would do if the target of this group of believers' hostility was themselves. All we can do is run away.

Looking at the fanatical believers around him and listening to the thunderous roar, Mieff was very satisfied, and the corners of his mouth curved up with pride... No matter how strong the heretic was, he would be attacked by so many believers. They will definitely have to admit defeat and leave the city. Moreover, that temple will never have the ability to warm the city like the Fire Worship Temple.

As long as he sticks to this point and lets the believers spread the word, the heretic will definitely not be able to build a temple here.

Mijeev felt that he was a little stupid a few days ago, why didn't he think of this.

But just when he was proud, he heard a voice suddenly rang in his ear: "The incitement is quite strong."

Mijeev's body suddenly became stiff. He turned around with difficulty, and then he found that at some point, a person appeared next to him. When he took a closer look, he turned out to be Beta.

This is a high platform surrounded by believers. He felt that his tongue was very dry: "How did you... get up here?"

At this time, other believers naturally saw Beta, and they were also surprised by the latter's appearance. It was so sudden, as if there was suddenly an extra person on the high platform.

In fact, this is not a strange technique. The main reason is that there are too few magicians in Stanlo, and most of them are priests and priests.

The power of priests and priests comes from the gods they believe in, and they actually don't have much understanding of magic. Last night, Beta had asked Joan of Arc to quietly place the coordinates of the space jump on this high platform late at night, which are what are usually called teleportation coordinates in the game.

If Midev is a serious magician, even if he is only LV3, he can sense the weak magic fluctuations generated by this magic coordinate at close range. However, he is a priest. Although he can use the power of gods to use spells, But after all, the sensitivity to magic fluctuations is far less than that of a pure magician, and even compared to a warlock.

"I am a spell caster, and teleportation is not a difficult skill to learn." Beta grinned.

Mieff looked at Beta and was trembling with anger. He suddenly pointed at Beta and shouted to the believers around him: "It's this person, this heretic, who killed our fellow believer Abraham. What do you think we should do?"

"kill him!"

"kill him!"

"kill him!"

After a brief silence, nearly a thousand believers roared in unison.

The angry believers in the front row had already rushed over aggressively. Beta believed that if ordinary people fell into their hands, they would definitely be torn into pieces.

Fanatic groups often do terrible things.

Mijeev was extremely proud. He really didn't expect that Beta would be such an idiot and send it to his door. He planned to leave the high platform to avoid being harmed by Chi Yu.

Just when he was about to move, his arm was caught by Beta. He tried to struggle, but found that the opponent's strength was amazing. He tried his best to struggle, but he couldn't make the opponent's arm shake. It was so strong that it didn't look like it. A spellcaster.

A dozen fanatical and angry Zoroastrian believers were about to rush to the high platform, and Beta could even see the bloodthirsty light in their eyes.

"Shut up!"

It wasn't a loud sound, but it suddenly suppressed the sound in the entire area. If the fanatical shouts of the believers could condense a ball of flame, then Beta's cry was like a large glacier, which directly suppressed the flame and extinguished it without even smoke coming out.

The dozen or so believers who had just rushed up rolled down like gourds. I peed a piece of my pants.

In an instant, all the believers around him were either squatting on the ground shaking with their heads in their hands, or kneeling and begging for mercy.

The one closest to Beta is Mieff. He is a professional, but he dares to feel frightened, as if he is shrouded in the breath of death. And in fact, he is now more scared than the believers.

Because he, Mieff, saw that at this time, Beta's bright golden eyes turned into snake-like vertical kernels.

Although Mieff didn't have much ability, he still had some knowledge. He had seen this kind of eye shape in a certain book.

"Dragon...Dragon"

Beta did not pay attention to Mieff's murmur. He looked around. Wherever he looked, no believer dared to look at him. Even the nobles who were watching in the distance could not clearly see Beta's appearance even from a distance. I also feel that my feet and stomach are shaking.

Aristocratic aura.

This is Beta's talent and specialty. It has a shocking effect, but he rarely uses it because for ordinary people, the 'effect' of this talent is too exaggerated.

Moreover, in addition to the aristocratic aura, the level gap between him and ordinary people is really too big. It has formed a biological level suppression. If you don't restrain your aura, it is easy to form a suppressive aura. In this aura, ordinary people will be greatly affected. Most of them may not even dare to speak.

The aristocratic aura talent, coupled with the suppressive aura generated by the biological level, produces a special superimposed effect. Those ordinary people didn't even dare to look at Beta. The people in the inner circle didn't dare to move and could only lie down and tremble. The believers in the outer circle were less affected, and many of them had already begun to flee.

Looking at the group of people kneeling around him, Beta stood on the high platform like an emperor.

But he didn't have much excitement, only emptiness, which was why he usually suppressed his aristocratic talent.

"I'm here just to clarify two things."

"First, I did kill Abraham, but I had a duel of honor with him. If anyone wants to challenge me to a duel of honor, I will accept it immediately."

"Second, our Wealth Temple can also guarantee that we can protect you in the cold winter. Now I will show you the evidence."

Beta flicked his fingers, and the air in the entire city seemed to shake. Then a light red magic barrier would rise into the sky, covering the entire city. The air gradually became warmer, and the snow on the ground had even melted. signs.