Noble Emblem

At the inner entrance of the royal tomb, the people from the Temple of Light were staying quietly.

Surrounded by a hundred elite royal guards, wearing red robes and iron armor, holding shields and spears, they lined up in two rows, blocking the entrance and not squinting.

The dozen or so people in the Temple of Light sat nearby in groups of three or three, or stood aside chatting, appearing extremely leisurely, in sharp contrast to the chilling atmosphere of the royal family's elite.

Henry walked further, glanced at the two rows of royal guards, and asked in a low voice: "Approximately how long have they been in there?"

"It's been over two hours."

Henry's old face turned cold: "The interior of the royal tomb is quite big, but more than two hours is enough for them to reach the target point, and we can take action."

"Are you really going to take action, regardless of the royal family's reaction?" Afanlin asked.

"What kind of reaction can there be? It's just something they don't want." Henry said coldly: "Besides, those stupid royal family members will know the purpose of that thing? They can't even keep their own keys."

Afanlin smiled and felt that what Henry said was very reasonable.

Then Henry waved his hand, and a dozen of them looked at the leisurely light priest and used magic at the same time.

In an instant, light arrows, light bullets, and light judgment and other magic were thrown into the middle of two rows of elite guards.

Because the incident was so sudden, these guards didn't even respond and were directly overwhelmed by a large amount of light magic.

After the rumbling sound, a large number of guards fell on the ground. There were broken limbs and broken bodies everywhere, and blood was splashed everywhere like black pulp.

A few soldiers with particularly tenacious vitality survived, but they either suffered serious internal injuries or lost part of their bodies. If they were left alone, they would definitely not survive for long.

One of them, who was obviously the leader, was lying on the ground, staring blankly into the air, and asked in a low voice: "Why...what?"

The Illuminati Cult has a high reputation in France. To the people of France, the Illuminati Cult is kind and benevolent.

But this completely unreasonable behavior of killing them all without any warning, like an evil person, made the leader unable to believe it until he died.

Afanlin walked over and stepped heavily on the leader's neck. After confirming that the man was dead, he looked inside the royal tomb and asked, "Are you leaving now?"

"Leave three people guarding the door. If the tomb guard comes, they will be killed without mercy."

"Three people are too few."

"Those tomb guards are extremely weak. They haven't fought for hundreds of years. They have lived here for generations. It has become a kind of ritual."

Afanlin smiled: "Your Excellency Henry, you are in charge, of course I will listen to you, but..."

Henry waved his hand: "If something goes wrong, I will be responsible."

Afanlin raised his eyebrows and said nothing. Then the people from the Temple of Light moved the corpses blocking the way slightly, and the group entered the royal tomb.

Walking down the stone steps, the members of the temple were amazed when they saw the scene in front of them.

Afanlin also praised: "This place is actually more majestic than the Pure Spirit Temple in our sanctuary. People actually dare to compare with gods. The royal family is also very courageous."

"This place was built by our temple for them hundreds of years ago. The Pope at that time must have thought nothing of it." Henry was about to say a few more words, but suddenly he frowned, looked into the distance, and said, "There are heroic spirits coming here. ”

This royal tomb was built by the temple at that time, so they naturally left some information. You also know what a heroic spirit is.

The two heroic spirits who were looking for Beta found the temple envoy node from a distance without using magic to cover their footprints. After sending out soul waves for communication, they rushed over.

Henry and others were well prepared. When they saw two heroic spirits, ten light priests took action at the same time. A shower of light balls and arrows took almost thirty seconds to wipe out the two heroic spirits.

Avalin snorted: "It's so weak, is this a heroic spirit?"

Henry also smiled and said: "It should be exaggerated in the literature. With this little strength, how can he be called a heroic spirit?"

At this time, the heroic spirits who were searching for Beta suddenly turned around and went towards them. After Monica felt the soul warning, she rushed over angrily.

The Temple of Light killed two heroic spirits. Before they had gone far, they saw another heroic spirit flying over. Afanlin wanted to make a few sarcastic remarks, but then his face became a little ugly.

Behind this heroic spirit, there was a dense group of heroic spirits floating around. It was estimated that there should be about a hundred of them.

Henry's face was also a little ugly: "Put up a barrier and kill them with all your strength."

The three light priests immediately set up a white circle of light. A group of heroic spirits flew over and surrounded the ending.

Unlike ordinary souls, these heroic spirits have the ability to think, and they can feel the restraint of the light barrier on them.

They did not rush forward rashly, but wandered nearby, thinking about how to break through the barrier.

"Since they won't come down, then I will take the initiative to attack." Henry waved his hand and shouted angrily: "We will collectively use a wave of bright bombs to attack."

As soon as he finished speaking, the barrier disappeared, dozens of luminous bullets were fired, and the barrier stood up again in an instant.

This is a practical tip for the joint operations of the Illuminati Cult.

Of the dozens of luminous bombs, only about one-third hit. After most of the heroic spirits were hit by a light bomb, they first lost their arms, legs, or even their heads, but then their missing parts immediately grew back, but their bodies became more transparent.

There were also two heroic spirits who were more unlucky. They were hit by more light bullets and disappeared on the spot.

Seeing this scene, the heroic spirits quickly dispersed and some fell to the ground.

"Come again."

The barrier opened again, and dozens more light bullets were fired out. But the heroic spirits had dispersed and were well prepared. When the barrage went down, only a few heroic spirits were hit, and they were only slightly injured and did not disappear at all.

There are also some smarter spirits that burrow into the ground at the enemy's blind spots.

Although Wang Ling uses a lot of anti-magic materials, heroic spirits are different from ordinary souls. Ordinary souls cannot penetrate the ground at all, but heroic spirits can still sneak two to three meters deep.

"Come again." Henry frowned.

Light bombs are not a costly magic, and they will have no problem firing them dozens of times.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he heard a scream. He turned around and saw that a bright priest's leg was grabbed by a transparent hand.

Then a transparent shadow entered the body of the light priest nearby.

The Reverend Guangming scratched his throat desperately, as if something was choking his breath.

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