The reason why Sanguinius uses a sword is entirely because these ancient gargoyles are the alchemical masterpieces of the high elves and are immune to most magic. Even the use of sacred magic will be greatly reduced. Therefore, Sanguinius uses it to save mana.
The sword will solve it.
When he looked carefully, he discovered that these gargoyles had faint dark golden stripes on their bodies.
Sanguinius knew that this kind of mutation would occur only when a monster becomes powerful enough.
Everyone in the hall looked at the gargoyle still struggling in front of Sanguinius and silently clenched their weapons.
Sanguinius slowly raised his head and looked at the blood-red eyes in front of him, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared.
In an instant, sacred spells such as Purification, Holy Fire, Holy Shock, and Holy Light Chains rained down on the heads of these mutated gargoyles.
Quickly casting a large amount of low-level holy magic is what Sanguinius is good at. He does not expect these magics to effectively kill these mutated gargoyles with extremely high defense. He only hopes to find the weaknesses in their magic defense.
Unfortunately, their magic resistance seems to be just as good as their defense.
At this time, Sanguinius changed his strategy again, and threw spells with negative status among the sacred spells such as stun, sanction, confusion, immobilization, etc. one after another.
However, the result is that in addition to immunity, immunity is still immunity!
As each test magic failed, Sanguinius' face became increasingly ugly.
In terms of defensive characteristics alone, these gargoyles are almost as good as the dragons!
Fortunately, their attack power is average and they don't have any special magic skills, but their large number, teeth, and poisonous claws are enough to make up for their weakness in attack.
No wonder no dark creatures came into this hall. It turns out that this place is more dangerous than the numerous goblins and kobolds outside.
In fact, it cannot be said that Sanguinius is weak. On the contrary, as a cleric who specializes in combat, Sanguinius is very strong. However, he encountered a gargoyle with extremely strong magic immunity, which prevented his spells from functioning as they should.
Some powers severely limit his strength.
The best way to deal with this kind of alchemical creature is to use physical attacks by strong men above the holy realm, so that they can effectively break through the defense.
And Sanguinius's men are all at the peak of the Gold level. They are really unable to deal with these gargoyles, who were powerful alchemical creatures even in the ancient era of high elves rule.
Sanguinius began to regret not coming with most of the descending angels. He was too eager to deal with the heresy of Eloth alone, but in the end, haste made waste.
He raised his long sword and chopped down a gargoyle that rushed in front of him. He then blessed himself and his men with countless auxiliary magics, and then with a roar, he threw himself into the group of gargoyles!
Sanguinius wrapped his left hand with holy light and jammed the neck of a gargoyle. He swung his sword several times and smashed its head completely, and then it stopped struggling.
During this time, he had been severely grabbed several times by the gargoyles on his back.
But Sanguinius, wearing mithril armor, was naturally unscathed.
Of course, even if he doesn't wear armor, his physical defense strengthened by the holy light will not be any worse than these gargoyles.
The only problem is that he is good at holy magic, and now, apart from blessing himself and his men with blessing magic, Sanguinius has no use for holy magic at all.
After cutting down five gargoyles, the long sword in Sanguinius's hand had been curled and turned into a long stick. He roared and swung the long stick, hitting a gargoyle hard.
The gargoyle struggled on the ground and flew up again. Sanguinius cursed fiercely in anger.
Only warriors above the holy realm can easily deal with these tough guys, while magicians have nothing to do with them.
But at this moment, Sanguinius looked around and saw that these holy knights and templars were also fighting hard. Although they had killed more than thirty gargoyles and there were no casualties, it was only a matter of time before they were exhausted and defeated.
After all, there are nearly fifty or sixty gargoyles still existing.
As for the Templar, it was of no help to the situation. His skills were of no use against the thick-skinned gargoyles, and he had to avoid the gargoyles' attacks in danger.
With a sullen face, Sanguinius suddenly rushed behind the Templar, pulled a gargoyle out of the air, threw it to the ground, then pressed the tip of his long sword against its throat, shouted loudly, and suddenly burst into flames.
With great force, it pierced its throat.
The Templar's face turned a little pale. He knew that if the Holy Son hadn't saved him, he would have been a corpse by now.
Sanguinius was getting more and more anxious. Everything had gone wrong since he entered the Central Mountains, and now he was even more in danger.
However, although they cannot be defeated now, they can still escape. However, the Holy Son, who holds a high position in the Holy Empire, cannot shamelessly say retreat.
At this time, a panting Holy Knight approached Sanguinius and said bitterly:
"Lord Holy Son, why don't we retreat? These alchemical creatures are too difficult to deal with, and their magic immunity is ridiculously high. Only the descending angels can easily deal with these alchemical creatures."
Sanguinius was worried about how to speak, but this holy knight just gave him a step forward: "Without further delay, let's retreat quickly. Killing the heretics is our mission. There is no need to fight with these gargoyles here."
After hearing the order from the Holy Son, everyone heaved a sigh of relief, and while parrying, they were looking for an opportunity to leave the stone room.
The gargoyles seemed to see that these delicious humans wanted to escape, and they rushed towards them one after another.
At this time, a Templar was not paying attention. In the blink of an eye, there were several wounds on his arms and thighs that were not protected by the armor on his body. He had been poisoned too much. His vision went dark and his body shook.
"You guys leave quickly, I'll stop them! For the sake of the God of Light!"
The injured Templar knew that he could no longer survive, so he decided to die, and his body suddenly emitted a strong brilliance of holy light.
As the brilliance grew more intense, it finally emitted an earth-shattering explosion that echoed repeatedly in this empty and small space.
The Templar's self-destruction left everyone stunned, and also collapsed the tunnel between the stone chamber and the outside world, temporarily escaping the pursuit of the gargoyles and allowing everyone to escape.
"tmd!"
Anger and humiliation filled Sanguinius's heart. These setbacks made the proud Son hate Eloth even more deeply at this moment, and he wished he could immediately tie him to a pillar of holy fire and burn him forever.
The rest of the holy knights and templars also remained silent. The generosity of their companions made them extremely uncomfortable. After all, they had been training together since childhood, and they all had deep feelings for each other.
Suddenly, the sound of war drums and shouts filled the space. It turned out that the goblins and kobolds saw these humans walking out of the terrifying stone room, so they came to take advantage.
Sanguinius was furious in his heart, and his eyes seemed to be emitting holy fire of wrath:,
These dark creatures who don’t know whether to live or die, all deserve to die!
If I can't deal with the gargoyles, why can't I deal with you scum!
Sanguinius stood up and moved forward, waves of holy fire swept across the entire space, turning the Goblins and Kobolds that rushed up into ashes...
Tirisfal.
"Are you sure you want to fight against the powerful men of the Holy Church alone? But I'm not worried. You have to take me with you!" Ekaterina said to Elos worriedly.
"Katya, the enemies coming this time are very strong, you can't help me, and I will be distracted from taking care of you while you are here..."
Ilosu's words made Ekaterina very disappointed. She felt for a moment that she was just a dragster and could not help at the critical moment.
Ilosi saw that Yekaterina was in a low mood and said: "Katya, as long as you are safe, you are my greatest support. Don't worry, I am the chosen one. I promise you, I will definitely
Come back alive to see you."
Faced with Ilosu's promise, Yekaterina did not say a word, but hugged Ilosu tightly.
After a while, Ekaterina let go of Ilosu's body and said, "This is what you promised me. You must come back to me alive with all your beard and tail intact."