The hearts of all the knights suddenly sank to the bottom!
One Migo is already troublesome enough. With hundreds of them appearing at the same time, even if all of them have the combat power of "Klein", annihilating them all is just a dream!
What's more, there are less than twenty of them who are truly capable of fighting Migo in a duel.
"How is this possible..." A knight commander stood on the church tower and saw the surging pink wave in the distance. His eyes showed disbelief. "How could there be so many Kleins at once?"
'Super 'mysterious'?? How can we stop this?!"
"You have to block it even if you can't!" Another knight captain jumped from another tower and pulled out a heavy giant sword with great determination. "Even if we die, we must not let these monsters touch us."
The Holy Lady is a hair on your head!"
The third knight captain held a shield in one hand and a sword in the other. He walked to the main entrance of the church without saying a word, as thick and steady as a mountain.
"Where's Taylor?"
"He took the remaining people and charged at the front."
"With such terrifying numbers, the charge cannot last long. Someone must guard this last line of defense."
"Are the three of us enough? By the way, where is Charles? I didn't see him just at the beginning."
"have no idea……"
"Damn it, this guy loses his temper at the critical moment!"
As the three knight captains spoke, the pink wave had already rushed in front of the three charging formations composed of dozens of knights in the distance. Even if the three charging teams resisted desperately, there were still a large number of Migos directly passing them and heading straight towards them.
This church is coming.
The three knight captains looked at each other, and the terrifying aura was released at the same time. They stood still in front of the church and collided with Migo all over the sky!
…
at this time,
Inside the church, whispering gallery.
Charles stood in the whispering gallery with a frown on his face, his hands constantly groping on the murals full of sword marks, as if he was trying to find something.
"Damn...where is the switch on this thing?" Charles touched the mural for a long time, but there was no movement, so he couldn't help but cursed angrily.
The barrier in the Whispering Corridor was left by Chloe before she fell into coma, but she only taught them how to trigger the barrier, but not how to close it. So until now, Charles has not been able to escape the barrier trapped here.
Shen Qingzhu and others inside got it out.
When Lin Qiye and Taylor were fighting just now, Charles knew that any explanation was useless. In the eyes of Lin Qiye at that time, it was the Holy Inquisition Knights who wanted to kill them... and the only way to calm the incident was for him to take the initiative to release
Get out of Shen Qingzhu and others and explain to them carefully.
But before he could find a way to open the whispering gallery, those overwhelming Migos rushed over.
"Time is running out."
Through the glass window at the end of the whispering gallery, Charles saw a dense crowd of Migos surrounding the church entrance and the stormtroopers in the distance. If he did not join the battlefield, the group of pink monsters would soon enter the church.
.
Just when Charles was debating whether to join the battlefield directly or continue to try to open the whispering gallery, a slight cracking sound came from his ears.
"Huh?" Charles looked back.
I saw in the corner of the mural full of sword marks, a figure shrouded in smoke, holding a short knife, piercing the surface of the mural, and a fine crack began to spread on the wall...
Feeling the terrifying divine power fluctuations emanating from the crack, Charles's eyes showed a look of shock!
This is……
boom--!!
There was just a loud noise, and the wall of the whispering gallery exploded, and the murals on it turned into dust. Three figures were outlined out of nothingness and fell steadily to the ground.
"I take back what I just said." The figure with six gray wings on his back looked at No. 27 beside him and said seriously, "The Ancestral God is worthy of being an Ancestral God. Junior Shen Qingzhu is really too blind to recognize Mount Tai..."
No. 27 put away the dagger, glanced at Shen Qingzhu leisurely, and said nothing more.
Wu Quan looked around to confirm that they were really back, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.
Just a few minutes ago, the three of them were trapped in that world. Shen Qingzhu and No. 27 separately searched for a way to leave the world, but found nothing.
Later, Shen Qingzhu guessed that they might be trapped in the mural, and tried to use power to break the space barrier between the mural and the real world, but failed. Finally, he took action on the 27th, piercing the edge of the two worlds with a knife and returning to reality.
"Where's that knight? I'm going to cut him into pieces!" Shen Qingzhu glanced around, not seeing Taylor's figure, but seeing the overwhelming Migo outside the church.
"What the hell is that?" he asked with a frown.
No. 27's eyes under the hood narrowed slightly, "It's Migo."
"Migo?"
"Believers of the Gate of Truth."
Hearing these words, Shen Qingzhu was slightly startled, as if he thought of something, "An Qingyu?"
…
"Damn! Can we really not kill all these monsters?!"
In the ruins of London, several knights staggered up from their twisted and scrapped motorcycles, clenched the Western swords in their hands, and leaned on each other's backs.
Above their heads, hundreds of Migos were like a pink cloud, circling rapidly, and their sharp neighing sounds almost tore their eardrums to pieces.
There were originally thirty or forty knights, but within a few minutes, only a dozen people were killed or injured. Even though they had killed the same number of Migos, they were still overwhelmed by the thick pink wave in front of them.
That said, it is still only a small part.
Seeing the squirming heads of those Migos approaching from the sky, unprecedented despair emerged in everyone's hearts.
Some people even shook the hand holding the sword, and the sword fell directly to the ground, making a crisp clanking sound.
"Pick up the sword!" Taylor, who was covered in blood among the dozen knights back to back, roared angrily, "If even we give up resistance, then who will protect the Holy Lady? Even if it means death! We must be upright.
Die here!"
The pale knight gritted his teeth and lowered his head to pick up the Western sword on the ground. The moment he stood up, the many Migos above him seemed to have caught the flaw, and they let out a sharp scream and flew down one after another!
Under the overwhelming pink wave, the figures of these dozen knights were extremely small.
At this moment, in the distance in the void, a gray figure with six wings on its back slowly emerged... He squinted his eyes and slowly raised his palm,
Snapped--!
The crisp snap of fingers echoed before Migo's wave.