"Lie down!!" A silver can was slammed out from the right side, and it collided with Angele hard.
Bang!
The two people passed by the church leader on the right side. While still in the air, they saw a ball of silver sparks suddenly burst out between the two people, and a series of clanking sword sounds spread wildly.
"Holy!!" "God bless me!!"
Loud shouts came one after another, and all the black robes of the church pulled out maces from their waists and threw out whistling noises. They were about to pounce on the two people in the fierce fight, but they were immediately embarrassed by the cracks spreading on the ground.
Unbearable.
Angelet held the sword with both hands and slashed forward.
clang!!
The sword blade smashed the silver tin can in front of him into the air, hit the tree trunk behind him with a bang, and slowly slid down. This person was the one-eyed dragon knight captain. Blood slowly overflowed from the gaps in the armor, and his back was limp and crooked.
When he got to the side, he didn't know whether he was unconscious or dead.
Angelet glanced around. Everyone was confused by the cracks and cracks spreading on the ground. They were avoiding the cracks in the ground. Only the church leader walked towards him with a calm face and a mace in his hand.
Angelet waved his right hand and randomly drew a sword flower.
"The lesson just learned wasn't profound enough, was it?"
"The eyes of God are watching me!!" The leader roared and swung out the mace, hitting Angelet on the head. A thin layer of white light appeared on his body.
Bang!!
The mace hit the ground where Angelet was standing, creating a huge crater more than one meter wide on the ground.
Angelet dodged the blow and his eyes became slightly serious.
"This kind of power." He tapped his toes and let go of the hammer again. The whistling black hammer passed in front of his eyes, and the rough black nail tips on it were clearly visible in the white light.
Taking advantage of the moment when the opponent's mace failed, he kicked the leader hard.
Bang!
The leader stumbled back and almost fell. The strength of more than thirty years did not cause him much damage, but the white light on his body dimmed slightly. But he immediately rushed over with a low roar. Blue veins bulged on the skin of his old body.
, the body muscles are more than twice as strong as before, and the body shape is also much taller.
The whole person rushed towards me like an angry black bear.
This pounce was still in vain, and the leader was kicked again on the waist, and fell sideways to the ground with a bang. But immediately, he got up angrily, without any appearance of injury.
Angelet's gaze became more and more serious. His eyes began to faintly flash light blue spots.
In the field of vision, rows of small blue data are constantly refreshing next to the figure of the church leader. The electrocardiogram and electroencephalogram are flashing rapidly at the bottom, completely two wavy curves, and the beating frequency is extremely high. Every second
Five times!
‘The target’s rapid recovery state is expected to be fully restored in five seconds.’ The chip’s statistical feedback came out immediately.
Angelet stared at the leader who had just climbed up in front of him, scanning his whole body up and down.
"I have used all my true power in these two blows. Even without transformation, it was enough to easily knock out a mammoth. It was actually offset by more than 80% by that layer of white light, and the little bit of damage left was immediately destroyed.
A small restored church leader actually has such strength." He vaguely felt why there were not many wizards in this area. There are such monsters that are hostile to wizards, and in an area with poor elemental energy, except for a very few wizards
Besides, others can't resist at all.
"I have a full 33 points of strength, which is equivalent to 33 times that of an average person. This guy can do nothing at all. If it were another wizard," Angelet stopped thinking about it and thrust out a sword from his armpit with his backhand.
laugh!
Behind him, a black-robed priest was stabbed in the forehead, and the mace he held high hung down weakly. He fell backward to the ground.
The cross sword was quickly retracted and swung forward. With a clang, he picked up the church leader's mace and pierced it forward.
The tip of the sword penetrated the white light on the leader's body and was immediately stuck.
Buzz
A slight buzzing sound suddenly occurred to him, and Angele felt a strong force coming from the hilt of the sword, making him almost unable to hold the cross sword.
"Die!" He growled and withdrew his cross sword, his body suddenly spinning like a silver top.
The dazzling silver sword blade rotated at high speed, drawing silver lines, all of which cut into the center of the church leader's chest.
Tsk tsk tsk tsk!!!
I don't know how many swords were struck in an instant. The two iron cans that were risking their lives to rush towards Angele were also slashed away and fell into the woods unconscious.
Click!!
A black gap suddenly opened in the middle of the chest of the church leader, and a cross sword stabbed in with a precise sound, piercing the chest and revealing the bloody sword tip from behind.
Angelet held the sword with both hands, looked at the leader in front of him who was stunned by the blow, kicked him on the waist, and pulled out the cross sword.
"It's over. If one time's power is not enough, then stack it a few more times." He breathed slightly, without any witchcraft or blood power, just using his body to face the enemy, and he still faced the weird task of mastering this turtle shell.
The powerful opponent, even with his current physique, felt slightly out of breath.
With a pop, the church leader fell back into the grass, staring blankly at the night sky. On his right hand, a clear and pure sapphire ring continued to emit a faint white halo.
Angelet walked over and bent down to pull off the ring, and the remaining white light on the leader's body disappeared immediately.
"God will punish you." Red blood foamed out of the corner of the leader's mouth, his head tilted, and he suddenly ran out of breath.
Angelet looked at the ring on his hand. The ring was silver, with a large blue gem the size of an eyeball inlaid in the middle. It looked crystal clear and extremely beautiful.
After scanning the surroundings, most of the men in black robes were dead. They were either affected by his spinning slashes or fell into cracks in the ground and died. However, some of the iron cans ran away quietly, and a few others were knocked unconscious.
In the woods, the rest fell into the cracks in the ground, not knowing whether they would live or die.
The dilapidated wooden building on the lawn had been lit by torches. Angelet stood quietly in front of the soaring flames and shook the blood from his cross sword.
"It's time to leave the stone wall and put away all important things. It's not suitable to stay here any longer. It's just enough to lure away these church guys for Weiwei." He threw the sapphire ring on his hand and began to walk towards the unconscious body.
In front of the iron can, the survivors were stabbed to death one by one through the gaps in their armor.
"It's a pity that if you use three forms, this kind of battle will be almost effortless." Angelet put away the cross sword with a wry smile. In the previous battle, he was completely acting as a swordsman with strong physical fitness and a man with a special mind.
Fight the enemy with strength. Plus the cross sword is also inferior.
Putting away his thoughts, he finally looked at the huge crack on the ground. This was an effect caused purely by his strength and special sword skills, without any use of bloodline power or witchcraft.
Without any hesitation, Angele strode towards the dense forest leading to the town.
He speeded up and rushed toward the town. A few minutes later, he arrived at the only entrance and exit in the town, a small arch bridge over the river.
Teams of white-armored guards guarded the entrance of the arch bridge. These guards held torches and patrolled left and right from time to time. Two guys dressed as officers and wearing helmets were standing aside chatting quietly, looking at the raging fire on the mountainside from time to time.
Opposite the arch bridge, on the river bank, some town residents were sparsely watching the excitement, and Angele faintly saw Weiwei's figure among them.
He carefully hid himself in the shadows and moved quietly to the left along the river bank. Until he was far away from the entrance of the arch bridge, he jumped lightly, flew across the river and landed on the other bank, easily entering the town.
After thinking about it, he casually threw the cross sword on his waist into the river, patted the dust on his body, then took out a shabby black coat from the space mirror and put it on. He walked straight towards his small shop.
From time to time, groups of town guards passed by on the streets along the river bank. These guards held torches and looked around nervously.
Angelet quickened his pace and turned into the alley, returning to his shop in only half a minute.
Jump over the wall on the right side of the store and jump in. The yard is quiet, and the faint sound of Furila's breathing can be heard from the back room.
"Frilla? Come out quickly, something happened in the town, we have to get out of here as soon as possible." Angele whispered, opened the door and walked into the back room.
There is a small courtyard connected between the back room of the store and the front of the store. Originally, the back room was a warehouse used to store things. Angele placed a wooden bed in it, which could be used as a bedroom to rest.
Frila's little body was curled up in a corner of the bed, leaning against the wall, looking silent.
"Pack up and leave tonight. Something happened to someone in the church, so we can't stay here for long." Angelet walked over and whispered.
"I thought you were going to collect the bounty," Friela raised her face and said hoarsely.
"Is it because you woke up and couldn't find me?" Angelet rubbed her short blond hair. "The little guy is quite suspicious. Don't worry, I plan to raise you up and then sell you. That will be much more valuable."
Yes." He pinched Frila's little face. "Let's go and pack things."
There is still panic and confusion on Friela's face. Her only support now is the old man with a mustache whom she has been familiar with since she was a child. Her parents are dead, and she has become a wanted criminal in the church, even though she is the youngest with twenty gold coins.
That kind of thing, but absolutely no one would dare to help me. As for other relatives, I'm afraid they can't protect themselves now.
Following Angele, he quickly packed up everything in the store, packed two large boxes, and put the remaining one hundred silver coins in the store into a large brown leather bag.
Angele took out a pitch-black sludge and applied it on Furila's birthmark. The black birthmark quickly turned into a normal skin color.
"The color-changing mud is useless once it dries. We have to hurry up and hurry up." Angelet poured all the remaining mud on Furila's hair, and after a few rubs, it turned into short milky white hair.
The two of them dragged a box each and walked out of the store.
It was already dark outside, and most of the residents in the town were asleep.
The streets were deserted, and occasionally patrolling guards could be seen passing by holding torches.
Angele took Furila and walked directly towards the exit of the town.