Son of the Olden Days

The battle has heated up, and the two sides who stopped have no more communication.

With a wave of Black Armor Dougs's hand, the few remaining melee occupations of the Black Armor Army took out a bottle of potion and poured it down.

This is obviously going to give it a go, and these potions should belong to some kind of hole card-like means.

For a short while, Risol couldn’t see what kind of potion it was, but at this point in time, when he took it out, Sol probably wouldn’t be a cure. It might be a potion with serious side effects such as'madness', otherwise Dougs It will not be used until the end to reverse the situation.

The white mage robe may be dangerous. There are already few people and weak, and the black armor army has a few more drug-drinking freaks.

But none of this has anything to do with him. Thor resolutely squatted down and moved along the retaining wall towards the side of the battlefield. Stay away from the frontal battlefield to prevent the flying magic from spreading to yourself when both sides are desperate.

Just after moving a short distance, the battle between black and white has started again.

Sol seized the opportunity to glance at the low wall with a probe, just in time to see the white-robed old man with his wand in his right hand and his left hand spread out. The sleeves of the robe vibrated while pulling out a series of lightning between his hands, but that didn't seem to be an offensive magic.

A spherical magic shield filled with lightning luster appeared centered on the old man, protecting a group of white-robed people in it.

After the magical attacks of the black-robed wizards hit the shield, they all bounced away strangely. One of the fireballs bounced off and flew towards Thor, blasting another gap in the low wall near Thor. Sol took a sip and hurriedly moved to the side again.

If you are unlucky, you will be taken up across the retaining wall, it will not be dead, but it will definitely feel uncomfortable.

When Sol paid attention to the battlefield again, there were casualties on both sides.

Two people fell on the white robe, leaving only three, the old man, a swordsman and a mage. Strangely, the Black Armored Army who drank the medicine didn't seem to take much advantage. There were still three black-robed wizards and two melee combats including Dougs.

The situation of 20-to-eight was abruptly consumed to five-to-three.

The White-robed Archbishop is indeed the Archbishop, let alone an old fellow with sophisticated methods.

However, Saul estimated that the archbishop should be about the sixth-order strength, because he was not like the three-seat elder Setin of the eighth-order of the Dark Council, just a glance can bring Saul a sense of oppression.

Perhaps, he can almost make a move? Thor drew the long sword behind his back again.

It's not that I want to help, in fact, both of the gods Thor are very disgusted.

But from the conversation between the two parties, Saul had already heard the general idea.

The white mage's robe should be the Guangming Holy See that was active in the Guangming Li period. Later, the theocracy was transposed, and the Guangming Holy See was **** cleansed. He was charged with an infidel by the Dark Council, and he has been hunted down to this day, but he can only linger in the shadows of the mainland.

Although the identity of the Black Armored Army headed by the apostate Dougs is unknown, Thor suspects that they are the Dark Cross, and if not, at least the Dark Council has eliminated dissident minions. The dark council is its own enemy.

Lucia, the girl who used her life to escape from Death, and the friendly villagers in Underliu Village.

This account will never be counted unless the dark council system is crushed one day. At that time, he had the ambition to die. Although he took away a few shining younger generations of the Odrensa family, the matter was not over.

It's a pity that I was cursed at that time, so I could only stop temporarily, and came to the border to endure and accumulate strength.

At this moment, the people who met the Dark Cross, years of anger began to scurry in their chests again.

Saul was ready to make a move, and counted as one slaughtered. The reason why I didn't intervene in the battle at the beginning was because at that time I rushed out to find death. Now that the people on the battlefield die in twos and threes, I have a chance.

With the decision, Thor quickly touched the back of the Black Armored Army.

At this time, there were only five black armored armies left in front of two melees, and three mages shrank behind melee. This was also a common protective position on the battlefield, but it happened to expose the mages to Thor.

Master? I like mages.

It is definitely impossible to kill three wizards at once. It is no problem to kill one of them suddenly, and the remaining two may open the magic shield in an instant. After that, I should pounce on melee, and help the white robes pull a melee, so that they can have fun in the battle.

After a simple judgment, Thor closed his eyes against the wall, remembering Lucia's head down and a silent goodbye.

Opening his eyes again, immortal power was flowing throughout his body.

Turning decisively, Thor jumped out of the gap in the low wall. If the White-robed Archbishop looked at Thor at this moment, then the Black Armored Army's immediate defense was aroused, and Thor's sneak attack might not have much effect.

However, the old fox's old way lies in this. Originally, the Black Armored Army's attention was almost entirely on him, after all, he was the strongest combat power on the entire battlefield. And the moment he saw Thor suddenly appear, he didn't even miss his sight.

Not only that, but he spread out his hands very cooperatively, condensing the magical brilliance to attract all the attention of the Black Armored Army. That is to say, in the short instant of this electric light flint, Thor's long sword smashed into the wind, and accurately cut the head of a mage.

With the help of the inertia of his sword swinging, Thor lightly slammed into a black-robed mage who had just reacted next to him. He staggered and fell into the arms of the remaining black-robed mage.

This subtle impact was just to disrupt the black-robed mage's body balance and interrupt the opponent's chance to cast spells. As for the effect, it will be known only when it is used up. Now it seems that it is not only effective, but also effective.

Seeing two black-robed mages briefly overlapping silhouettes, chance! Thor instantly changed his original plan. He threw down the two black armors behind him in close combat, and raised the long sword as a stab to pursue the two black-robed wizards.

Thor breathed a sigh of relief as he heard the clash of weapons and magic explosions coming from behind him.

Obviously the two black armors behind him were entangled in melee combat. If the white-robed mage held his hands to watch the show and let himself play alone, the two melees surrounded him and estimated that I would also go to see the ancestors, but fortunately, the white robe would cooperate Very timely.

"Hey~" The unbalanced black robe mage hasn't stood up yet, a slight sharp blade piercing sound rang from his heart.

Thor originally hoped that this sword could penetrate two wizards at the same time, but unfortunately the latter wizard pushed his companion in his arms when Thor stabbed, but he himself took a step back subconsciously.

As a result, Sol only pierced one.

The remaining black-robed mage was panicked for a short while, but quickly raised his hand to cast the spell by instinct.

If Sol, like most stereotyped swordsmen, pulls out the sword from the corpse and pursues it, it must be too late for the magic to hit the face, but Sol has never been that kind of person. When he fell into madness, his head, body, hands and feet were his weapons.

When the stabbing succeeded, Thor decisively exerted force under his feet, and with the inertia of the stabbing body, he abandoned his sword and rushed towards the last mage.

No matter how sophisticated his magic methods are, he is just right to pounce. What he originally grabbed was the time difference.

In the end, unknown magical radiance was just rippling around the black-robed mage, and Thor had already threw directly on the opponent's face like a big moth, and rolled to the ground with his arms around him. Then Saul decisively made a head hammer, smashing it first.

The black-robed mage saw stars everywhere in the wilderness, and Thor tugged at the other's collar to see clearly that this was a female mage. The appearance is young and beautiful, obviously the masters pay attention to the maintenance of appearance.

But is it useful?

Compared to Lucia's brilliance, you don't even count as a single hair of her.

A sad and tyrannical smile appeared on the corner of Saul's mouth, and he raised his hand to climb the white neck of the wizard, and then both hands suddenly applied force at the same time, until the head in his arms heard a satisfying ‘click’.

Let go of the loose and lifeless corpse, Thor lay on his back and exhaled, then turned over and sat up.

The battle on the melee side was over at some point.

The result was similar to Thor's guess. He pulled the three black-robed wizards and left the two melees of Dougs to the three archbishops, and the scale of victory must lean towards the white robe.

At this time, on the battlefield, only Archbishop Biernat and a white-robed mage were still standing there. Originally, there was a close combat on the white-robed side. It should have been killed with the two black armours in the fierce collision just now. Up.

The apostate Dougs was beheaded without even leaving his last words, and returned to the **** he believed in.

Thor drew his sword from the corpse and tossed the blood. Then he took out a magic scroll and concealed it in his hand, deliberately letting the two white-robed mage see this action, after all, the strength of others may be higher than himself.

In case of encountering others who want to kill their mouths or something, the scroll in their hands can also temporarily shock them. Of course, this is actually just a secret scroll, used to bluff people, this is the sorrow without short-distance teleportation and fly curse.

"Thanks to the brave for helping." Archbishop Biernat took two steps towards Sol, his face looked very pale, it may be because of the excessive consumption of magic power, or other reasons.

Even if he felt that Saul had only Tier 4 strength, Biernat did not despise him, on the contrary, he was still a little wary.

After all, Saul is now a little unstable, with a murderous look.

Seeing that the old guy didn't have any tendency to turn his face to look for trouble, Thor waved his hand.

"I can't talk about helping, I'm just a passer-by. The two reasons why I would shoot, the first egg and the stone, I like to stand on the side of the egg. Another reason is that they are also my enemies, nothing more."

"You said we are eggs?" The white-robed mage who hadn't spoken at the back suddenly spoke. Judging from her crisp voice, Saul suspected that this might be another shiitake mushroom. However, it was useless, and Saul had never had a good impression of the magic stick.

"At least in this battle, when I came to see it, don't you think you are a stone?" Sol replied very shamelessly.

"You are the stone..." The female mage struck her neck, as if she wanted to say something, the White-robed Archbishop waved her hand.

"Under the Holy See of Illumination is Bernat, fortunate to be respected by the believers, currently serving as the temporary bishop, this is our Majesty Saint Elesa of the Holy See of Illumination." Bernat spread his hands and introduced Sol.

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