Durand pointed hard and poked through the barrier. With the crackling sound, a gap was revealed in the milky white translucent barrier. The sacred barrier, the absolute defensive force in the minds of the Yonghui people, was actually broken!

The soldiers on the city wall stared at the ever-expanding gap in a daze. Because they were too shocked, they could not remember to escape for a while. The sacred barrier, is this the blood of the holy eternal warlocks of all generations, and can't stop Durand's barbaric attack?

For a moment, many soldiers showed obvious despair and their steps began to move backwards involuntarily.

Murray gritted his teeth, waved his sword, and slashed violently, but not at Durand's fingers breaking into the barrier, but at the soldiers behind him.

The arc-shaped sword light flashed several times in a row, cutting several retreating soldiers in half on the spot. Then, Murray raised his long sword covered in blood and said with a ferocious look: "Escaper at the time of battle, die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jelf's voice rang out immediately, as if he was singing a contradictory tune with him. Jelf pulled away the array of soldiers holding shields and shouted, trying to escape from the city wall.

Escape. This was the only thought left in his mind.

After the sacred barrier was broken, the powerful demigod aura emitted from Durand was also transmitted through the gap. It was a terrifying aura that made Jelf tremble, and Jelf felt a strong murderous intent from it. And he clearly felt that the murderous intent was coming straight towards him. So he wanted to escape!

Jelf is a descendant of the Paladin and a member of the Council. Although he is ignorant, has poor strength and low IQ, his status and identity are there!

The descendants of the Paladin should have evacuated at the latest, and should be a symbol of courage. They should have fought until the last moment, but Jelf was already dominated by the fear in his heart. He could not care about so much and ran away with his life.

"Damn it! Jelf, come back!" Murray was so angry that his face was trembling. The most taboo thing at this time was to lose his composure. He could almost foresee how bad the escape would have.

The Paladin's descendants escaped at the fortitude. What would the soldiers think?

Sure enough, soldiers look at me. I look at you, but I don’t know who suddenly shouted, “What are you still standing there? Those who want to survive should run away quickly! Lord Jelf has all escaped, why are we still staying here?”

Like a flame thrown into a pan, the nest suddenly exploded on the top of the city, and the soldiers no longer followed Murray's command and began to run away.

Unfortunately, Durand has broken through the barriers now. He is a demigod powerful man in the bloodline realm. If these ordinary soldiers are allowed to escape under his nose, wouldn’t it be embarrassing?

The enlarged index finger was injured when it broke through the barrier, its bones were twisted, and its skin was blooming.

Durand thought, and his bloodline ability was activated at a high speed. His fingers healed rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. The bones were restored, the ligaments were reunited, the flesh and blood were regenerated, and the membrane was finally sutured on its own. It was so fast that it was unbelievable!

"Display it for me!"

Durand roared angrily and tried hard to tear the gap even wider. Durand and Durand of the red robe stomped the void at the same time and flashed. He entered the inside of the barrier from the gap.

"The Mucheng army obeys the orders and attacks!" Durand showed a hint of murderous aura on his face and shouted loudly.

At the same time, the red-robed Durand and the blue-robed Durand had already swept up the city wall and turned into two hazy shadows, killing each other, and blood splattered everywhere they passed.

"Escape quickly!"

"Escape! Get out of the way. Don't block the way!"

Yonghui's army was completely in chaos. Under the protection of two personal guards, Jelf walked down the city in a mess. Murray was sweating profusely, shouting in anger but powerlessly, but his voice was drowned in the midst of the mixed sound waves. The situation was hopeless. The situation was no longer controlled by Murray. In fact, the outcome of this battle had nothing to do with him from the beginning.

In fact, the real Yonghui elites did not appear on the city wall. According to the Paladin's idea, the outermost sacred barrier could hold Durand for at least one month.

The row of mini towers kept emitting white beams, blending into the barriers, and trying to repair the gaps was in vain.

At this time, the red robe and the blue robe Durand appeared at the same time next to a mini white tower. Flames and frost gushed out from their bodies, and a red and blue light ball exploded on the spot.

The light ball suddenly appeared and swallowed more than a dozen soldiers guarding the city. They were turned into nothingness before they even shouted. After the light ball dissipated, the mini white tower was blown away to the point where only a piece of broken short piles were left.

Seeing this, Murray's face changed wildly.

These mini white towers are the energy sources of sacred barriers. Every time one is damaged, it will cause irreparable damage to the formation. The key is that no one can stop Durand. The red light and blue light are constantly flashing. Every time it flashes, a mini white tower will be blown into the sky. At this time, the giant Durand's original roar suddenly emits a thunderous roar, takes a deep breath, and then vents a large orange-red fire.

Fire-type dragon breathing!

A blazing flame poured into the barrier from the gap. Durand laughed wildly and said, "Location tracking!"

The dragon's breath suddenly split into tens of thousands of fire streams. Each fire stream fell accurately on a mini white tower, and then burned the white tower to charred in a very short time.

One of the fire streams came to Murray, and the loyal and duty-beaten general guarding the city was burned into nothingness without humming.

The last picture in Murray's vision is a scene where tens of thousands of mini white towers are turned into ashes.

Durand smiled and said, "What sacred barrier? What will never fall? Break it for me!" As he said that, his hands were on his way, and he fought hard to tear it to both sides!

Under the powerful brute force, the sacred barrier that is claimed to never fall has collapsed.

"call."

Durand breathed a long sigh, looked at the milky white barrier that had disintegrated inch in front of him, smiled slightly, and then took back his palm and stood still.

The army of Mucheng drove past him and rushed towards the city with shouts. Hederson took the lead and turned into a giant. Although he was much smaller than Durand, he was still astonishingly powerful.

He punched open the closed gate of the Holy City, and the army of the Mucheng City, which was like a wolf and a tiger, immediately flocked into the city.

"Master Lord." Baihu paused when passing by Durand, looked up at Durand, who had not yet recovered from a human body, and asked, "What should I do after entering the city?"

Durand's lips had a smile and said, "There are a large number of Yonghui nobles living between the third and second walls. Let's sweep them clean first. If you want to surrender, you will surrender. If you don't surrender, you will fight. If you don't surrender, you will have nothing to say."

"What about you?" Baihu saw Durand breaking through the sacred barrier, so he had no intention of continuing to do anything.

"Me?" Durand gradually returned to his human form, turned to the white tiger and smiled, "I'll catch the mouse first."

After saying that, he disappeared in front of Baihu. With Baihu's current strength, he couldn't see clearly how he left.

"Oh." Baihu sighed. He murmured a moment of silence for a stupid and incompetent descendant of the Paladin, then carried the Donghui Cross and went into the battle.

Among the chaos, Kura, a man from white robe, looked at the location of Durand, who had become giant before, then looked back at the direction of the pure white sacred tower in the center of the holy city, and finally turned to look at the direction of the northern sea. His eyes flashed.

"Giant transformation...? This is a bit interesting. Is that guy rich in giant blood?" Kura was a little confused. She thought about it for a while and murmured in a low voice, "Tell me to the guys in the sea."

His figure quietly faded and disappeared quickly.

...

Jelf was stiff and stood in a small alley with no help. The two guards had turned into corpses and fell not far away. But Jelf was completely unwilling to pay attention to the guards who died for him. He stared at the front as if he was about to stare out his eyes. Ten meters ahead were standing Durand.

"Durand...what are you going to do?" Jelf stammered.

Durand walked up with a smile, with a calm face and even said with a kind smile: "It's nothing, I just want to ask you something. Aren't you very good at talking on the city wall before? I'll give you a chance and let you say enough."

Jelf bit his lip tightly, looked at Durand who was close to him, and for a moment he was unable to tell what the other party was calling, and asked tremblingly: "You, you... what do you want to... ask?"

Durand smiled slightly and said, "Looking at the double cross emblem on your chest, it should have a good status? It is rumored that there is a 'Celestial Warlock Order' in the Pure White Holy Tower, which is extremely powerful. Are you a member of it?"

"No. I...I'm too weak."

"Then how did you get these two cross emblems?" Durand frowned slightly.

Jelf made a swallowing move, but found that his mouth was dry and he barely calmed down and said, "There is also a judging board in the Santa Tower, and I am a member of the judging board. That's why there is a double cross emblem."

"Doesn't you have any strength requirements to become a member of the PM?" Durand looked at the other party mockingly, "Look, you're only level 4."

Durand was rude, but Jelf was a little happy. It seemed that the other party was not ready to kill him? Otherwise, why would he ask these things?

So he explained in a low voice: "There are relatively high rates of the Holy Eternal Knights among the descendants of the Paladins, so the direct descendants of us Paladins have a relatively high status in the Holy City. My strength... Well, although not very strong, the identity of the descendants of the Paladins gives me the opportunity to enter the Council. In fact, 30% of the members of the Council are descendants of Paladins of all generations."

"...Oh, so that's it." Durand thought.

Jelf waited patiently for a while, and when he saw Durand not speaking, he couldn't help but sweat and asked carefully: "Can I leave?"

Durand raised his eyelids: "Do you want to go back to the second wall?"

"Yes, is that OK?"

"I remember, there are also sacred barriers in the second level of city wall?" The holy city has three walls in total, and each level of city wall has that kind of mini white tower, and naturally there are three sacred barriers.

"…Yes.” Jelf lowered his head.

"Compared with the sacred barriers of the outermost city wall, the sacred barriers of the second level should have stronger defenses, right?" Just as the city walls are taller than the other, the sacred barriers are also stronger than the other. This is the information Durand has investigated before.

"Probably." Jelf said in a hoarse voice.

"oh--"

Durand dragged a long syllable and then laughed maliciously, "Since that's the case, in order to avoid you hiding behind the sacred barrier of the second wall, you should... die."

As he said that, he pointed his finger at Jelf's throat and cut off the words he wanted to say there.

"Ho...ho..." Jelf looked at Durand with resentment, as if he wanted to curse, but his throat was completely broken. There was a blood hole the size of a finger, and blood was surging silently.

"If you have something for the next life, remember to say less and keep your mouth firmer." Durand smiled casually, clapped his hands, then reached out and pushed Jelf's chest.

Bang!

Jelf leaned down to the ground, regretfully failed to speak humbly for the last time before his death, and died of anger.

PS: I practice push-ups too much, I feel so tired that my hands are shaking, I can't write... Depressed
Chapter completed!