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Chapter five hundred and eighty third ascetic monk

The Gluttonous Pluto, carrying a suffocating dark aura and a terrifying mark of gluttony, stood atop a towering castle, roaring arrogantly, shocking the world.

"Depravity! Real depravity! Not only are they companions with undead creatures, but they are also accompanied by demonic accomplices from hell. The Salk family is already the public enemy of mankind, the public enemy of the continent, and must be completely eliminated!"

With great anger, Bishop Noelsen shouted loudly again, as if he was extremely angry.

Compared with the undead that combines the power of death and negative energy, the dark force is the eternal opponent of the light and the enemy of life and death.

"Stupid dogmatist, this powerful demon has long been defeated by my master, and then refined into a magic puppet." Leaning on the city wall, Claudia smiled hard, letting her words spread throughout the world: "It's just not

Thinking about it, before the devil came to invade Windsor Castle, you sanctimonious hypocrites jumped out. I'm afraid you are the devil's accomplices, right?"

"you!"

Even if he was seriously injured, the Blood Earl's rhetoric was not something that the old-fashioned bishop could withstand. Nolson was so angry that he was scolded, but he could not open his mouth to retort, and he became even more furious.

"Pluto, clear the place."

The weak Claudia didn't say anything. She hummed and looked at the puppet.

Immediately, the ear-splitting roars reappeared, and a black flash enveloped the large number of church warriors heading towards the city at the same time. Once stuck by this black light, the layer of milky white sacredness surrounding the body seemed to have become significantly thinner as if it had encountered water.

As for being suppressed and disappearing.

At the same time, there was a different kind of breath floating in the black light, exuding some kind of indescribable fragrance. After just a few breaths, after inhaling this special fragrance deeply into their lungs, all the church soldiers suddenly felt extremely hungry.

It was as if there was a fire burning in their stomachs, urging them to eat something as soon as possible.

But when he turned around and cast his eyes on his companion beside him, he suddenly had the illusion that his flesh and blood had suddenly become the most delicious delicacy in the world, making people salivate. Soon, this illusion continued.

Enhancement, intensity, and concentration. Unconsciously, a church soldier suddenly pounced on his comrade, then bit off a piece of bloody flesh from his body, and then chewed it excitedly, swallowing his stomach, revealing his huge body.

An excited and happy look.

As if it was a trigger, many church soldiers immediately started "eating" each other. Either one on one or one on many, like wild beasts in human skin, pulling and biting each other constantly. Some impatient ones used their hands to

The victim's head was chopped off with a sword. Then the victim's brain was torn apart and the marrow was eaten. He ate and drank loudly.

For a moment, Windsor Castle seemed to have turned into a Shura field. Even the noble sergeants showed timidity, intolerance, and disgust when they saw the enemy committing suicide in such horror. Their eyes looking at the instigator, Gluttonous Pluto, were even more filled with emotion.

fear.

"This is the power of your modified Gluttony Mark... In this enchantment where darkness and gluttony coexist, those below the high level are unable to resist the desire for food that is amplified countless times by the enchantment, and will only eat what is in front of them.

Everything that comes…”

It was also the first time that Claudia witnessed the true power of the magic puppet in her hand, and was shocked and speechless.

"The devil...the devil...the devil who should be thrown to the bottom of hell and never be redeemed!"

Under the city, Bishop Norson almost died when he looked at the church soldiers who were killing each other like hungry ghosts.

He immediately summoned all his strength and summoned a large golden cross. It was as long as a dragon spear, exuding huge power of light and sacred aura, and pierced the gluttonous Pluto through the air. However, it was sprayed by the two dog heads of the magic puppet.

Blocked by layers of chaotic black mist, it is completely unable to hurt the opponent.

After all, the predecessor of Gluttonous Pluto was a two-headed mutant dog of the twelfth-level peak demon, which not only had the power of enchantment, but also had two power marks. Although one was later destroyed by Moriarty, it was repaired and integrated, and the latest

The life puppet still maintains the strongest strength below the extreme level. Although Norson is a high-level light priest, he has not yet reached the peak of level 12, nor has he understood any rules of light enchantment. The gap in strength is obvious, and there is nothing he can do for a while.

"Norson, step aside."

At this time, the dark-robed figure who had always been standing behind the bishop suddenly spoke, his voice as rough as a rock grinding, and like a bellows whimpering, which was very unpleasant to hear.

But to Milan on the side, this simple sentence was like a stormy sea, making him almost unsteady.

"Yes, sir."

Without any rebuttal, delay or argument, like the most submissive sheep, the bishop bowed and stepped aside.

Seeing this scene, the tower and holy sword knights not far away were also frightened and couldn't sit still on their horses, and all looked at the man in the robe.

The next second, the hood of the robe was removed, revealing the face of a middle-aged man. His head was full of grass-like gray hair standing on end, and his cheeks were covered with old and new wounds and scars, extending to his neck.

.Only one pair of eyes is as bright as stars, with traces of sacred flames and faint cross lights floating in the pupils. That is the sign of the Holy Level of Light.

"Thank you, Lord Song!"

Finally recognizing that the man in front of him turned out to be one of the extreme cult members in the church, Xie Ge, a fourteenth-level ascetic monk, Milan immediately fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Gaota also immediately led the Holy Sword Company to pay the highest respect to this powerful man of light with military force.

Looking at the gluttonous Pluto on the castle, Xie Ge's anger grew stronger, but his face showed compassion and sorrow, and then he took a step forward.

"boom!"

Like thunder on the ground, the simple step of the ascetic monk struck like an earthquake, even causing the entire Windsor Castle to tremble slightly.

"The Ultimate Way of Light!?"

Claudia instantly noticed the terrifying fluctuations that erupted outside the city, and her hair immediately stood up. No longer flawlessly paying attention to the magic puppet beside her and the battle situation in front of her, she held on to her injured body and quickly sneaked back to the inner castle.

It is unimaginable that the Church of Light actually dispatched a level fourteen strongman to attack Windsor Castle. Facing such an opponent, there is no chance of winning. Now the Blood Earl's only consideration is to do everything possible to send Mathil out of the city safely.

Or hide on the spot and never be harmed by the ensuing chaos that destroys the city.

After taking the first step, rich milky white flames rose around Xie Ge, forming a huge sacred flower.

Immediately, the ascetic monk flew up with the "flower" and rose to the height of the castle. Then he punched out with a fist, and a giant light mallet condensed by the power of light flew out, rolling and shining with golden light,

In the blink of an eye, it broke through the chaotic black fog and struck the gluttonous Pluto.

Without the power to resist, the two canine heads of the magic puppet had time to whine each, and its huge body was completely exploded by the light hammer. Then the Taotie barrier was shattered, and only half of the remaining church warriors woke up, and then all

Unstoppable vomiting, vomiting in disarray.

On the other side, the noble sergeant had no intention of taking advantage of this opportunity to attack back in one fell swoop. He just looked at the Guangming Jidao who killed the magic puppet with one blow, and his heart was filled with despair.

"The people in this castle have fallen to the bottom. There is no room for forgiveness. Purify them all!"

Xie Ge glanced at the soldiers on the city and the nobles watching the battle in the inner castle further away, and said coldly.

As an ascetic monk who believed in the light, he even felt that his body was full of sins, and he needed to be beaten, whipped and other tortures from time to time to eliminate the sins. What's more, those nobles who colluded with the undead and demons were not qualified to live in the world.

A large cross formed in front of him, and a wave of sacred light appeared on Windsor Castle, covering the church soldiers and many noble sergeants from front to back.

Immediately, no matter how injured they were, or even their stomachs and limbs were broken in the cannibalism just now, as long as they had a breath left, the wounds of all the church soldiers quickly closed and healed. Their whole bodies were enveloped by the sacred power, and they regained their strongest fighting ability.

force.

But the noble sergeants seemed to be subjected to invisible torture and torture in the wave of light. They fell to their knees one by one, trembling and losing all fighting spirit and morale.

"Could it be...are we going to lose?"

On the high platform of the inner castle, looking at the bright light that seemed to be the incarnation of a god, Mathil suddenly felt extremely sad.

No matter what, she wanted to see her lover again, let him see the child still in her belly, and give him a name. But unfortunately, the killing from the light was already in front of her, even if Claudia had returned to her

Her side wanted her to flee immediately, and Mathil didn't think she had any chance of escaping the surveillance of the powerful Yakuza.

"Morty, where are you?"

Tears gradually formed in her eyes, and Mathil called softly.

"Woo! Woo! Woo!"

At this moment, a distant and deep trumpet sound suddenly sounded in the direction of the distant horizon. It was the horn of the Cruelder Wolf Cavalry launching a desperate charge.

"It's the Wolf Cavalry from Rheinburg, and the three Naga brothers! Oh my god, Heyna's carriage is here too. What on earth does she want to do!?"

The Blood Earl's eyesight was extremely good. He saw the person coming immediately and couldn't help but exclaimed.

"It's her!? She's here to rescue me!?"

Hearing the woman's name, Mathil stopped crying immediately, then straightened up again and looked out of the city.

"Ms. Heyena, if we find the Great Path of Light ahead, please be sure to turn back to Rheinburg immediately. We can do the rescue work." At the same time, Clausewitz rode the wolf horse and clung to the carriage with a deep voice.

advise.

Faced with the unexpected appearance of the Church of Light, it would be difficult for just a wolf cavalry group and three-headed Naga to withstand it. Although it seems too late to retreat now, there is hope that Haierna can return to Rheinburg safely, and then

Relying on the newly rebuilt and powerful city defense fortifications.

In response to the old werewolf's persuasion, the mistress of the carriage said nothing. She looked directly in the direction of the castle through the glass window, as if she could meet a certain figure from a distance.

Seeing this, Clausewitz could only sigh softly and signal Tchaikov to knock Heyana unconscious and force her back to Rheinburg. He then led the main force of the special attack force to fight to the death against the Gwangmyeong, trying to hold back as many enemies as possible.

The opponent stood up for a while, buying Haierna more time to escape.

"It's a pity that I couldn't wait for your return. I hope my plans can be found and provide some help to your career."

After stroking his small round hat, Clausewitz drew out his sword, spoke boldly, his beard and hair stood on end, and was about to fight to the death. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!

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