As long as Ange doesn't feel embarrassed, then it's others who are embarrassed, so how can Ange be embarrassed? He doesn't understand what embarrassment is. If he can grow things, he can stand here until tomorrow.
Normally, in order to avoid others being embarrassed, someone would step forward to guide him, but everyone had a bad taste and wanted to see Carlock embarrassed.
There was no response, no return, not even a word, and he was completely ignored. Carlock's face turned from white to black, and his face became gloomy.
No, we can't let the show end so quickly. Nigris quickly reminded Ange: "Speak, you can say anything."
Ange said: "Holy light is not pure."
Carlock's face instantly turned livid.
What Ange said was true, but in the ears of everyone in the Church of Light, this sentence was a severe accusation.
Priests have always boasted of their holy light and pure holy light. Now naturally, some people say that his holy light is impure?
The impure ones are genuine, and those that are too pure like Ange are fake, but others don’t know, and not everyone can tell who is more pure like Shyamala.
Isn't this tantamount to pointing at Carlock's nose and scolding him?
And what’s even more frightening is that Ange’s words are so lethal that they can kill Carlock instantly. What is Ange? An ascetic monk.
In the Church of Light, there is no one purer than the ascetic monk. If he says that you are impure, it is useless for you to argue, because everyone will definitely believe what the ascetic monk says.
"You slander!" Carlock shouted angrily.
Ange tilted his head.
Carlock almost spit out a mouthful of blood. What does he mean by tilting his head? Are you being cute? You are just talking.
He used to hate those who were eloquent, such as Anthony, but now he suddenly found that those who spoke half-talk were even more annoying.
Carlock could only turn to Anthony: "Sir Anthony, what do you mean by this? Are you slandering me? My reputation is my life. If I don't make it clear, I will fight you."
Anthony said weakly: "But...it's not what I said. I'm not familiar with Mr. An." As he spoke, he shrank to one side, his expression looking as innocent as possible.
Carlock gritted his teeth and cursed: "Shameless."
Not familiar? Not familiar, he will come to support you again and again? From Luolan, Montenegro in the north, to the desolate and inhabited seaside in the south, you dare to say that you are not familiar with the ascetic monks who are able to move their transcendent status?
Carlock was so angry that he had forgotten the purpose of coming here. He roared, the holy light exploded from his body, and at the same time he drew out the Sword of Judgment.
The weapons of other clergymen generally have no names, and are all standard long swords, two-handed swords, etc. Only the standard long sword of the Tribunal has its own name - Judgment.
However, his impulsiveness made a priest at the back of the team angry, and he cursed in a low voice: "Idiot."
Originally, they came here under the pretext of trying witches. What a high-sounding excuse. Even if the lawsuit went to the church, they would still be justified.
But Carlock's impulsiveness made this 'reason' disappear and turned into a personal grudge. Just because the ascetic monk said you were impure, you beat someone?
After scolding, the priest reached into his arms and crushed a piece of communication jewelry, causing the weak fluctuations in the jewelry to spread.
However, when he raised his head, he found that both Ange and Anthony had their eyes on him.
"No, I've been discovered." The priest's heart tightened.
But after taking a look at him, Anthony had an unpredictable expression on his face and turned his head back.
Luther quickly stuffed the last bite of beets into his mouth, couldn't wait to draw out his sword, and yelled: "How dare you offend Mr. An! Eat my dragon-patterned steel core..."
Because the characteristics of Nigris and others are too obvious, they basically will not show up on such occasions. Luther is too excited. Finally, no one will compete with him for the opportunity to show his face. The sword can finally drink blood, no matter what he is.
Things, let’s cut them down before talking about them.
"Judgment!" Carlock roared and struck with his sword.
Judgment is not only a sword, but also a move. With the Judgment Sword, you can ignore the enemy's block and judge the opponent with the holy light.
Unless you are a high-level swordsman who can rely on your body protection and fighting spirit to withstand it, the more firmly you can block it, the heavier the damage from the holy light will be.
When! The weapons of both sides collided together, making a loud sound of gold and iron clashing. A beam of holy light burst out from the Sword of Judgment and fell on Luther. The beam of light engulfed Luther.
However, after the light beam disappeared, Luther was unscathed, but Carlock's hands were numb from the shock.
"High-level sword master?!" Carlock shouted in shock.
Luther smiled slightly: "No, just wait for me to digest it, and then I'll beat your shit out right away."
Luther blocked Carlock, and Anthony's guards also rushed forward to fight with the Judgment Knights brought by Carlock.
Anthony, who was not familiar with Ange, listened for a while, leaned over and whispered: "It's strange that Polk didn't notice that there was an ambush. Who did the priest want to notify?"
Negris asked: "Angle, have Diphtheria and Bonesaurus been discovered?"
In the sky, a skinned bone dragon was hiding in the clouds. White Throat stood on its back, looking around.
The appearance of the bone dragon is a little different from before. Its mask is a little bulging, as if its body is filled with air.
It was indeed inflated. When Duroken discovered that its body was empty, he immediately thought: "Why don't you change it into an inflatable airship?"
It only requires a small improvement. An air inlet is set up in the mouth of the bone dragon. In the long air duct and inside the body, there are several magic circles that heat up. When the air is inhaled into the body, it is heated into hot air, providing sufficient floating air.
Even without flapping its wings, the bone dragon can still float.
If you need to hover in the air, just take in air to heat it up. If you need to fly at a faster speed, just expel the air and your body shape will return to a streamlined shape.
As a result, the bone dragon became a suspended platform in the air, able to stay in the air for alert at any time.
However, the field of vision of the bone dragon is relatively narrow, which is a huge gap compared with the giant dragon, so it is usually dispatched together with the diphtheria, which serves as the eyes.
But Diphtheria's sharp eyes glanced at the ground, but he couldn't see any large-scale movement.
Ange shook his head and said that diphtheria was not found, but he reached out to the sea and pointed: "There is something there."
Anthony's face was shocked: "Ambush at sea? How insidious!"
Although insidious, it was effective. At least even Anthony didn't think about it.
The navigation technology in this world is not developed, and there is nothing valuable overseas. There are only some scattered islands. Except for some pirates, no one will run into the sea. This is a blind spot in thinking.
After being reminded, Anthony looked deep into the sea and could vaguely see some sails.
…
Dang, Dang, Dang! Carlock felt that the opponent's power was getting stronger and stronger, and his palms were numb from the shock. This was not the level of a high-level sword master. Could it be the truth sword master? But why is his face so strange?
Not to mention the number of truth sword masters that can be counted on two hands, even high-level sword masters, Carlock knows a lot, at least he has seen their portraits, but why has he never seen this guy in front of him?
"Who are you!?" Carlock took the time to shout.
"Luther Lofing!" Luther responded excitedly.
Finally, someone asked him his name, and he finally had the opportunity to tell his name. Woo woo woo, in the past, the fight was over without even having the chance to tell his name, and he couldn't even draw his sword.
"The Loven family? Never heard of it." Carlock wondered.
"Now that I've heard it, go to hell! Crush it, smash it hard!" Luther was full of fighting spirit and struck out four swords in succession.
Dang! Dang! Dang! Dang! Suddenly there was a light move on the hand, and the sword in his hand and Carlock's Sword of Judgment exploded at the same time.
"Ahhh...my dragon-patterned steel core, mithril, filigree, magic pattern, earth-covered, forged gems, buff, piercing and enchanted two-handed sword!" I didn't have the chance to draw the sword before, but now I finally pulled it out, and I can't survive a fight.
It's broken when you live in it? This piece of junk!
The two sides, who lost their weapons at the same time, exchanged punches, then both retreated and distanced themselves.
Carlock gasped and laughed: "The name of the sword is quite long, but is it too useless?"
"Bah, yours is also broken, what's the big deal?" Luther cursed, clenched his hands in front of him, and his fighting spirit surged out and turned into a sword.
"Didn't anyone tell you that Judgment is the standard weapon of our trial court? Everyone has one, but I am different. I have many." As he spoke, Carlock pulled out another one from his storage space.
The sword of judgment.
Luther's face sank. Carlock's strength was not weak. If he didn't have a weapon and relied on his fighting spirit to turn into a sword, as his fighting spirit could not rely on the physical body, he would be at a great disadvantage.
At this moment, Luther felt something jumping around him. He turned around and saw that it was a little angel, jumping around with its Archangel Staff, as if it wanted to lend it to Luther.
Luther felt warm in his heart and said with a smile: "Thank you, but no, let me beat the crap out of him with my bare hands."
The archangel's staff couldn't be used as a sword to chop, not to mention it had just broken once not long ago, so it wasn't suitable for hitting people, but he felt the little angel's thoughts.
"Ouch!" The little angel put away the archangel's staff and took out a hammer.
This is fine, it's a first-rate hit, but it's a pity that Luther can't get it.
"Ouch!" The little angel put away the Holy Earth Hammer and took out a sword.
"Huh?!"
"Huh!?"
As soon as the sword appeared, it caused a cry of exclamation, and even Negris, who was projected on Ange, couldn't help but let out a low cry.
But at this moment, everyone's eyes were attracted by the sword, and no one noticed its sound.
"Light...the Sword of Judgment and Exile?! The weapon of the God of Judgment? How could it...be here?" Carlock's eyes almost popped out.
Nigris suddenly remembered something and couldn't help but shout in Ange's heart: "Zobada, the little angel was the first to rush into the Temple of the Goddess of Redemption. It must have been hidden at that time."
"The Exile Sword of the Judgment Angel?" Luther took it, held it hard, and said reluctantly: "The name is not nice, forget it, just use it and change it later. Thank you, little angel."
"Ouch!" the little angel shouted.
Luther managed to understand: "You want me to let you beat him?"
The little angel nodded.
Luther shook his head like a rattle: "No, no, I haven't had enough of it, next time, next time." After saying that, he didn't care how the little angel responded, and charged forward with his sword.
The little angel walked back dejectedly. As soon as he reached Ange, he was lifted up by his neck.
"Ouch?" Ange asked.
"Ouch!" the little angel responded confidently.
Ange held it by its feet, turned it upside down and shook it a few times, and seventeen space storage bags fell out.
Initially, Nigris couldn't bear to see the little angel being turned upside down, but when he saw the space bag that fell out, he instantly felt that it was the right thing to do.
"Sabada, how many things have you hidden? Are you a big cat?" Nigris scolded.
At this moment, Carlock, who was in the fierce battle, suddenly shouted: "God's blessing! The light of arbitration!"
As he shouted, a light suddenly appeared on his body, and a powerful aura spread out, as if some power was projected onto him.
"No, it's the divine blessing of the God of Arbitration." Anthony's expression changed and he immediately took a step forward.
Carlock has already begun to summon the God of Arbitration, and what follows is not an ordinary battle, but a battle of priests.
But just before Anthony stepped down, Carlock screamed, and Luther's sword of judgment and banishment passed through the holy light without any hindrance and pierced Carlock's chest.
"Why...why..." Carlock clamped the sword blade in disbelief, widened his eyes and asked, why does the body-protecting holy light have no effect at all? He obviously used the Divine Blessing Technique?
Luther was actually stunned. He was obviously amplifying his moves. Why was he worse than before? He couldn't feel the resistance of the light of arbitration at all.
"Uh, could it be that... this sword is the weapon of arbitration, so that's why the power of arbitration ignores it?" Anthony said blankly.
"No way, if that's the case, you died too unjustly." As Luther said, he turned his wrist and twisted it, making a bloody hole where it was inserted.
A familiar breath emerged from Carlock's body, and he froze in confusion. At the same time, Carlock, who had a bleeding hole in his chest, also lost all his strength and fell back.
Without the support of the body, the projected power could not be maintained naturally, and then quickly dissipated. When it dissipated, everyone could feel the strong doubts in that aura.
"It seems to be the same breath last time. It is the God of Arbitration, right? It has failed for the second time..." Nigris said in a dumbfounded voice.
Woo - the sound of loud horns came from far away from the sea. Several large sailboats appeared on the sea, rushing towards the beach at a very high speed. They immediately entered the shoal without slowing down, as if they were preparing to rush to the beach.
These sailboats all had pirate flags with skulls hanging on them, but the skull flags on the two largest ships were different from the others. The bones under the skulls were replaced with a sickle and an ear of rice.
In addition to the pirate flag, there is also a fat black bird flag.
Seeing this flag, Anthony and Luther looked at each other and thought to themselves: It can't be such a coincidence, right?