The arrogance of the High Priest stems from his self-confidence and strength.At present, there are many Evil Eye attendants, and aside from the problem of volcanic eruptions, the Evil Eye Attendants have an absolute advantage.The archpriest walked slowly in the direction of Jobron and the others, his unhurried pace like a bell ringing in his ears in absolute tranquility.Every step brought a lot of pressure to the remnants of the Investigation Bureau, and even the front-row fighters who held the tower shield high began to tremble uncontrollably, and even the mages hiding behind the tower shield defense stopped chanting their spells due to the pressure.The archpriest finally stopped within twenty paces of the remnants, his eyes already open, lifeless with a will to despise life.Stickerland gritted his teeth and secretly raised his annihilation gun, preparing to target the archpriest through the gap in the tower shield.When he pulled the trigger, the annihilation gun did not respond."
Damn, this shooting gap is really damnable."
But this is not to blame the ancients, when this gun was originally designed to be used as a legion-style combat, under the bombardment of hundreds of annihilation rays, only one salvo was needed, and all the ordinary creatures in front of them were basically wiped out.In the face of absolute numerical and power suppression, there is no need to use a second shot at all, so in such characteristics, the annihilation gun is not suitable for use as a single combat weapon.If it hadn't been for the defeat in several major wars, the ancients would not have ended up in such a state of embarrassment that they were almost wiped out.At this time, the failure of the annihilation gun made Jobbutron's hanging heart even more uncomfortable, and the power level of the archpriest was obviously not something that his remnants could fight against now.He wondered if there was any way to fight the archpriest, but he couldn't think about it.There is no possibility of an outcome in a head-on confrontation other than the total destruction of one's own side.He glanced at the rest of the group and asked in a low voice, "Although I am not from the Icelandic branch, are you enlightened?"
”"I want to hear about it."
The warrior standing at the front was a bald-headed strong man, who puffed up his muscles and carried the tower shield in front of him.It was he who spoke, and it was clear that he was the leader of the squad in front of him, and the mark on his body was as wolf as Jobutron's."
Finding a way to get the children out is the only option that works at the moment."
Jobuterrand said softly."
Brothers, hear me."
Bald, he looked at the archpriest who stopped not far in front of him, and said in a deep voice to his companions behind him."
Then I need a gap, thirty seconds.""
Stop talking nonsense, come on."
As soon as Jobbutran finished speaking, the bald head exerted his legs and ran wildly in the direction of the archpriest."
It's now."
He held the tower shield in front of him, and the whole person looked like a wild bull in the gladiatorial arena.Charging forward with a red eye, he used the tower shield as his weapon and smashed it into the archpriest who didn't move.The mages behind him began to chant, and Chobuterrand was clinging to the ground, bypassing the archpriest from another angle, to the middle of the Evil Eye attendant formation, which had stopped moving.The backpack behind Jobuterron had been carrying the black powder that had not been used up during the last trip to the Black Ice Cave, and this was when these tubes of black powder could come in handy.With his right hand, he threw the ignited black powder into the pile, not expecting much damage, but at least causing some commotion.Fortunately, one of the tubes of black powder smashed into the ground, which happened to hit a node of the blood array, affecting the operation of the entire magic circle.At the same time, Chobuterrand reluctantly condensed the light into a ball with his left hand and shot it into the air.The light burst through the air, forming a makeshift flashbang.Many of the evil eye attendants who were staring at the heavens of the light group lost their eyesight at that moment, thus giving Chobuterron more chances.On the other hand, the battle was one-sided.The impact of the bald head looked like a dragon, but in fact, the archpriest indifferently stretched out a finger to stop his movements.The bald man continued to exert his strength out of breath, but the archpriest's finger was slightly bent, and he flew upside down with a flick.The mages in the back row shoot offensive spells like icicles and fireballs, while the archpriest still doesn't dodge.The hateful vertical pupil in the center of his brow contracted, and a red light the thickness of an adult's arm shot out of the vertical pupil.All spells in the path of the red light melted like ice and snow under the effect of the red light.Whether it's a hot fireball, a cold ice pick, or a deadly acid, all of them have become useless attacks under the effect of that red light.Seeing that the ranged attack was ineffective, the mages rushed over with weapons such as melee knives and daggers, and one of them also took out a flintlock pistol and held it in his hand, intending to give the archpriest a bullet at close range.The archpriest's expression remained unchanged, but it was a light, solemn expression.He opened his lips, which were as thin as knives, and said aloud, "Those who resist will kill themselves." ”The people running forward involuntarily stopped at this point, their bodies seemingly out of their control.Their eyes were filled with fear, as they saw that the weapon in their hands was swinging uncontrollably in the direction of their heads."
Nope!
I don't want to die!
”The dagger's spike rested in front of the eyeball, almost piercing into his socket.It wasn't easy to break free of the archpriest's mind control, and the mage moved his head little by little."
Useless struggle."
The archpriest's eyebrows closed, followed by the sound of a sword blade stabbing wildly.The one with the flintlock pistol was relieved, and the others were able to self-harm their bodies to varying degrees under the control of the High Priest, but the outcome was the same.The bald man fell to the ground after being knocked flying, struggling from the ground to get up, but there was a mountain on his back, constantly putting pressure on his body.After hundreds of years of precipitation, the spiritual power of the Grand Priest has surpassed the limits of human beings and reached an outrageous level.Not only can it be used to control people's minds, tamper with people's memories, but it can also be used to control things.The mountain that is now being exerted on the bald head is the condensed spiritual power.Under the control of the archpriest, the spiritual power was like a sledgehammer, beating the bald man's back again and again.The strong shock caused a large number of fractures and internal bleeding, and in the case of declining physical function, the bald man could only die with a bitter smile and hatred.After cleaning up the remnants of these bureaus, the archpriest turned around.But the situation made his face change.Jobutron, the annoying bug, was dancing on the dance floor, surrounded by the Evil Eye attendants, and the short knife in his hand was the one that reaped the lives of many of the Evil Eye attendants.He regained his mobility by untying all the children who had been tied up before causing a riot, and the children followed him.Jobuterrand is opening the way for the children."
A bunch of idiots !!"
The spiritual power of the archpriest sensed all this, and no longer indifferent, roared angrily.In a fit of rage, the heads of the Evil Eye attendants everywhere the priest went were splashed with blood as if they had been detonated by explosives buried in the depths.Red and white things are everywhere, and the whole scene becomes extremely bloody and cruel.When the last child departed from the hallucinatory trap, Jobron's wish had been granted.He saw what Bertha and Hoover were talking about Neil, and the child was still recognizable with the family amulet around his neck.The child appeared to be mentally damaged and physically weak, but he was still alive.The archpriest behind him came with a frantic pace, while Jobbuterrand had already been wounded in the breakout.The wound wasn't fatal, it was the red light that an evil eye attendant shot into his calf before he died.The red light that pierced through the past formed a small hole in the calf that kept bleeding blood, but fortunately it did not hurt the artery in the leg, otherwise Jobbutran was already too weak to move due to excessive bleeding."
Not running?"
The archpriest asked disdainfully."
I can't run."
Jobuterrand spread his hands helplessly."
We have been planning this plan for three hundred years, but I didn't expect it to be almost destroyed in your hands."
The archpriest said suddenly."
Oh?
I thought you'd give me a good time, what?
Still talking about homely things?
”Jobron asked playfully, then sat down on the ground like a scoundrel, ripped off the sleeves of his shirt and bandaged himself hastily."
Do you know what we're planning?
It is righteousness, destiny, and the future. ”The High Priest opened his arms and said proudly, "Only by cutting off the Bureau of Investigation can more people believe in our faith, otherwise you will always regard us as a hostile force." ”"When you are a bitch, you have to set up an archway?"
Jobbuterrand replied nonchalantly, glancing behind the archpriest and smiling."
How can you understand the greatness of the Light without seeing it?"
The High Priest had a look of fanaticism on his face and said excitedly, "It can create life, transform life, and lead us to true eternity." ”"So, because you are devout to the Light, you have become the person you are now?"
Jobuterrand deliberately hooked up the high priest's words and continued to talk."
Yes, I am the saint chosen by the Light, and I am the saint who walks in the world.I am the representative of the Light, and I am also the embodiment of the Light, and only a Chosen One like me can carry forward the power of the Light, to be feared, worshipped, and feared. ”The High Priest held his head high, and now he even felt that the Light was still watching his every move.The excitement in his heart and the long-suppressed emotions burst out, and the voice of the archpriest grew louder and louder as he preached."
Foolish, pitiful, and hateful.How did the doctrine of the Light ever lead you to slaughter innocents?
How did the doctrine of the Light ever lead you to murder young children?
”Jobuterrand asked, having seen the gray mist behind the archpriest slowly condense from the void."
It is their honor to die for the sake of the good.What's wrong with those who stand in the way of righteousness, those who stand up to the will of the Light?
”The High Priest replied righteously.His words are full of fanatical fallacies, only the insidiousness of the means for the sake of the end, and there is nothing convincing to the sensible.Jobuterron stood up, took a cigarette from his bosom, lit it, and took a calm puff."
Do you think the Light blesses you?""
Undoubtedly."
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The archpriest replied firmly."
That...Good luck. ”When Jobtron had finished speaking, he ran away, for he saw that the Hound of Tyndalus behind the High Priest had finished manifesting.This one was obviously a few laps larger than the last time it was in the tomb of the Ancients, and it looked stronger than the other one.It wasn't for the Hound of Tyndalus to be able to kill the High Priest, but if it took some time, it would be enough.In the projection of the High Priest's mental power feedback, the sudden appearance of a hound from his back startled the High Priest.It was pitch black, but there was a dead gray.The High Priest could clearly feel the vicious killing intent of the creature, and it would not let any living creature leave its slaughterhouse, including himself.Instead of running in the direction of the exit, he came to the front of the archives and killed several of the Evil Eye attendants who were maintaining the bombardment of the circle.The power of the Holy Light made the protection of the archives unobstructed him, so he opened the door of the archives and rushed in.He picked up the weakened Fabiai and rushed out.The High Priest roared in anger as he controlled his mental power to block the attacks of the Hound of Tyndallus.The hound's attack was tricky and difficult, and every time the High Priest wrapped it in spiritual power, it would escape into the void and emerge from unexpected angles.Annoying slime, nimble tails, and sharp fangs, all sorts of attacks are textbook-standard and head at one of the most threatening archpriests in the room.It's like a seasoned hunter who won't be greedy after a single blow, but will look for a second chance to continue attacking.The High Priest had always been accustomed to using his mental power to crush simply and rudely, but the Hound of Tyndalus in front of him was as smooth as a loach that couldn't be caught.The archpriest's actions were restrained by the Hound of Tyndallus, and at the same time gave Jobuterrand a chance to escape.The High Priest watched as Jobland's arms of Fabia ran out of the doorway, only to leave a spiritual imprint on Jobbutron's body.Jot Brown snatched the door and found his horse tethered to a tree, which was so frightened that it kept crowing.Because the sky was already black, endless volcanic ash fell on the ground like snowflakes.The hot lava has quietly approached the old man of the white head.Tubtrand first took off his shirt and tied the weakened Fabia to the horse's back, and then turned over on the horse."
Why are you here?"
Fabia asked softly."
Just passing by."