Chapter 420 What kind of magic is this! (4011)
"Lord Gis, didn't you say that the Temple of Light wouldn't be our enemy?!"
Seeing the torches outside the window, Claudia shivered.
This time I was really scared and trembling.
Claudia glanced out of the corner of her eye and found that there was a tail behind her. She was so scared that she tried to retract the tail in a hurry.
If this were seen by the people of the Temple of Light, his identity as a demon would be completely exposed, and he wouldn't be able to make excuses.
I collected it twice but failed to take it back, only then did I realize that it was not the real one.
"Don't be nervous." Fang Yu pressed Claudia's head down again, took out a piece of parchment and placed it on the bed.
"Look at this."
Claudia whimpered out of habit, and when she saw the contents and date on the parchment clearly, her jaw almost dislocated.
"Hmm... wooooooo, huhu, Lord Gis, is this true?" Claudia wanted to reach out and take the parchment, but she didn't dare.
"Of course." Fang Yu drew a circle with his finger, and the parchment returned to the Boundless Messenger.
Draw another circle and see through the point, and a green spot on Claudia's body will turn into bright yellow.
“Then why did you let them…” Claudia shuddered before she could finish her words.
Fang Yu chuckled, his eyes flashing.
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"Commander Sullivan, the siege of the lord's mansion has been completed!" A fully armed Templar knight knelt on one knee with his helmet in his hand, looking respectful.
Naturally, those who lived near the lord's mansion were all upper-class people with a certain social status in Elbery, including some high-ranking priests from the Temple of Wealth. These people secretly observed in the mansion and were surprised to find that, judging from the style of his armor, the knight kneeling on one knee was actually a Knight Commander of at least level five!
The heavily armored knight riding on the horse had a golden octagonal star on his chest, indicating that he was actually an eighth-level knight!
A great knight who is only one step away from becoming a ninth-level paladin!
Even in the Temple of Light, the total number of eighth-level knights would not exceed fifteen!
"A 'corruption' incident has been discovered within the territory of Lusen. The Knights Templar are ordered to thoroughly investigate all suspected areas within the territory! Open the gates within ten breaths! Cooperate with the inspection!"
Sullivan, who had two horns on his helmet and was dressed like the Taurus Gold Saint, spoke with a voice like thunder that could be heard throughout the entire block.
The scene was so quiet that only the sound of Sullivan's emotionless countdown and the casual friction of the knight's armor could be heard.
At this moment, a sound with no source could be found suddenly came from the air, as if it was ringing directly in the ears.
"Article 3, Section 5 of the Regulations Governing Extraordinary Persons of Elberi: Anyone who privately uses force or offensive divine arts within the territory of Elberi will be fined between fifty and ten thousand gold dukes, depending on the severity of the offense."
"Article 9, Paragraph 2 of the Extraordinary Management Regulations: Anyone who uses force to interfere with the normal lives of citizens must compensate the person being interfered with with at least 10 gold dukes, depending on the severity of the offense."
"Article 13, Paragraph 1 of the Administrative Regulations: Large-scale mobilization of armed forces is considered an attempt to overthrow the lord's rule and is punishable by death, with fines and compensation to be paid by the corresponding temple."
"Until the Alberi Extraordinary Court's verdict on you takes effect, you will be detained in the Alberi Extraordinary Internment Station."
"I don't want to kill anyone. Put down your weapons immediately, put your hands behind your back, and stand facing the wall. I give you five seconds. If you don't obey within this time limit, you will be considered resisting arrest and will be executed on the spot according to management regulations. Do you understand?"
The voice sounds lazy, but full of magnetism, making people want to do what the voice says.
"Five, four..."
"How dare you!" Savien on the side was furious. A cold light flashed in his eyes, and the long sword in his hand swung out a blade of light, directly hitting the door of the lord's residence!
"Bright Light Slash!"
This is the signature martial art of the Knights of the Temple of Light. Knights of level three and above who have been baptized in divine arts can master it, and the attack power will also increase as the knight's level increases.
In addition to direct physical attacks, Mingguang Zhan contains a certain amount of "light" divine power and has a certain "purification" ability.
Since it is purification, of course what is being “purified” are the evil forces and dirty things.
In the eyes of the Temple of Light, apart from the believers of the God of Light, most people are dirty.
Sevian is a level five knight. With his Bright Light Slash, he can cut off not only an ordinary wooden door but also a giant tree that two people are hugging with one blow.
"boom!"
“Roar~~~~~”
Two wind blades shot out from the lord's mansion. One collided with Mingguang Zhan, making a huge explosion. The air waves rolled, shattering all the glass windows of the surrounding mansions, while the other one went straight to Sevian's face.
Savien was well prepared and swung out another light blade. When the light blade and the wind blade were about to collide, the extremely fast wind blade actually changed its direction slightly. Under the illumination of Mingguang Zhan, the transparent wind blade clearly drew an arc in the air, just avoiding Mingguang Zhan's interception.
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
What’s going on!?
Sevian was horrified. He never thought that the wind blade emitted by the griffin could actually turn!
His moves were old and he had no time to dodge. He could see the griffin's wind blade was about to hit him.
"Hmph!" Sullivan snorted coldly and swung the sword in his hand casually.
"Bang!"
In the blink of an eye, the wind blade emitted by the griffin was hit by the sword in Sullivan's hand, and instantly turned into a violent airflow that spread out.
"Nothing more than that."
Sullivan sneered, "If you think you can disrespect the Temple of Light with just these two griffins, you are too arrogant, Druid."
After saying that, Sullivan pointed the sword in his hand, and with a humming sound, a straight red flame shot out from the tip of the sword and hit the gate with incredible speed.
"Flame Slash!"
To Sullivan's surprise, his Fiery Slash, which was powerful enough to blast through a foot-thick city gate and could only be learned by a level 7 knight, hit the gate of this humble little building that looked to have only three floors, but there was no movement at all.
"Not good!" Sullivan suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis and jumped off the horse reflexively. As soon as he jumped off the horse, a red flame exactly the same as the one just now reflected from the gate and hit his beloved horse.
This warhorse, which was sold for 5,800 gold dukes, didn't even have time to make a sound before it turned into charcoal in an instant.
"Divine Reflection! There's a Divine Reflection on the gate!"
Cecil's eyes flashed, and the wooden cane in his hand paused. A diamond of at least three carats inlaid on the front of the cane emitted a dazzling light.
Despite the winter, beads of sweat formed on Cecil's forehead as he chanted, "Lumen Aegis!"
A visible light wave surged out from Cecil and enveloped all the Knights Templar in a few breaths. Everyone seemed to be coated with a layer of light film.
A Radiant Shield that is immune to spells of the third ring and below!
Sullivan couldn't help but cheer up.
I didn't expect that Saint Cecil could now put the Shield of Light on so many people at once. His accumulated divine power is so strong, it seems that he is not far from level eight.
Maybe in the next baptism of divine magic, Saint Master Cecil will be able to directly advance to level eight!
"Thank you for your hard work, Holy Master."
Sullivan stretched out his sword and raised it to the sky. The cloak behind him fluttered without wind, and his whole body lit up like a light bulb. Under the shining holy light on him, the hearts of all the knights were instantly filled with honor and courage.
"Knights of the Silver Mountains! Honor belongs to the light! Honor belongs to us! Charge!"
As soon as Sullivan finished speaking, he moved his feet and countless vines grew out from the ground, quickly rolling towards everyone.
"Druid's thorn bush?" Sullivan sneered. "It's just a trivial trick."
As soon as the thorny vines wrapped around the knights, white flames ignited on the surface of each Templar's body, and they quickly turned into ashes as soon as the vines touched them.
"Victory! Victory! Victory!"
Seeing this, the knights' morale increased greatly and they shouted slogans and rushed into the courtyard.
"I have just fulfilled my obligation to inform you. Since you have decided to resist arrest, then you can all stay! Tempestus Glacialis!"
The lazy voice sounded again, and no one noticed that a small snowflake swirled and fell from the air.
“Hu~~~~~~~~~”
As the snowflakes fell, everyone suddenly felt a biting cold, and then the snowflake that was barely visible to the naked eye grew rapidly in the air along its lines. However, within a few breaths, this small snowflake turned into a net of ice and snow, covering the air.
"Fourth-ring natural magic—ice and snowstorm!!!" Cecil's face changed drastically.
Level 7! This is a level 7 druid!
Cecil's facial muscles twitched, and he was filled with shock and anger. He cast several offensive spells on the ice and snow net in the sky, but the ice and snow net was not affected at all. It still maintained its own rhythm and descended little by little.
With a "bang", the ice and snow net in the air shattered into ice and snow all over the sky. With the invisible fluctuation of magic power, it quickly spun and turned into a small ice and snow hurricane, covering everyone in the Temple of Light.
The ice and snow, swept by a hurricane with wind speeds exceeding 250 kilometers, attacked every attacker of the Temple of Light mercilessly.
In just a second or two, several low-level knights lost consciousness under the attack of the blizzard.
Even if the low-level priests under Cecil used up all their spell slots, they would only be able to cast a layer of elemental protection spell on less than a quarter of the knights.
Moreover, it is useless to put it on. The second-ring elemental protection is like a nurse uniform bought from Taobao Cat in front of the fourth-ring area spell "Ice Blizzard", which will be torn apart at the slightest touch.
"Glorious Barrier!"
Cecil no longer hesitated, and took out a scroll from his arms with heartache and tore it open with force.
A bright white light burst out from the scroll, instantly isolating Blizzard from the knights of the Temple of Light.
Although the low temperature brought by the blizzard is still continuing, as long as there is no terrible hurricane, the temperature of minus sixty degrees Celsius is not fatal to these knights who have become extraordinary people.
This is a 5-ring divine scroll bestowed by the Holy See!
Cecil roared in his heart.
In the past seven years at the Arbitration Court, he had experienced countless ups and downs, but he never expected that he would suffer such a huge loss in a small place like Elbery.
"Huh? That's interesting."
Fang Yu tentatively threw a lightning spell and then a withering spell, but neither of them broke the so-called shining barrier.
"Don't waste your energy, Druid! This is a glorious barrier bestowed by the Holy See! No known divine arts in this world can penetrate this barrier!" Cecil roared, and the breath from his mouth was frozen into tiny ice crystals by the low temperature as soon as it came out.
"I did underestimate your strength, but that's enough. Even if you're a level 7 druid, how many spell slots do you have left?"
"Let me guess. You must have used up all your fourth-ring spell slots. You just wasted your third-ring spell slot. You only have four second-ring spell slots and six first-ring spell slots left at most."
"Coincidentally, these can be immune to the Radiant Shield."
Cecil sneered, "Your ice storm should be over in two minutes, and the radiant barrier can last for three minutes."
"In other words, in two minutes, you will die! Hahahahahaha!"
"You're so long-winded." Fang Yu snorted, stroking his chin and pondering for a moment, "Immune to all known divine arts?"
"Then can the unknown also be immune?"
Fang Yu stood in front of the window on the third floor with his hands open. Orion Ye Shuo appeared in his palm and waved at Cecil downstairs.
"Undress!"
Before Cecil understood what was happening, he felt the priest's robe, which was decorated with gold threads and was impervious to cold and heat, suddenly tighten, and then with a "bang", it exploded into pieces.
No, not just priest robes!
Cecil covered his crotch with his hands, his eyes dull and horrified.
What kind of magic is this!
More than 200 Knights Templar were stunned, looking at the meticulous Cecil, the Oracle of Light, as if he were an alien.
Sevian reacted quickly and quickly took off his cloak and put it on Cecil beside him. However, as soon as the cloak reached Cecil, it exploded into pieces of cloth again.
Damn it, damn it!!!!!!
Cecil flushed all over and for a moment he forgot the cold.
“Clang clang!”
"Bang!"
Just as Sevian was about to tear off the cloaks of other knights and wrap them around Cecil, he felt his armor tremble, and then it inexplicably turned into a pile of parts and fell off his body.
The underwear inside the armor also exploded into strips of cloth when the armor fell.
Not even socks left.
Savien's eyes widened. He was surprised that he didn't join the Wudang Clan right away.
"Puff~"
It’s so fucking small.
Some knights couldn't help but laugh.
“Clang, clang!” “Clang, clang!” “Clang, clang!”…
“Bang!” “Bang!” “Bang!” “Bang!”…
These knights' joy did not last long. Starting with the knight closest to the gate, the sounds of armor falling to the ground and clothes exploding rang out like firecrackers. Amid the knights' exclamations and howls, in less than a minute, more than 200 Templar Knights including Sullivan and more than a dozen priests were all turned into chickens.
(End of this chapter)
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