Faced with the threat of death, Viscount Pierre gave in without any backbone.
Lifting Viscount Pierre's collar with his hand, Lin Ze caught him in his hand. Lin Ze glanced at the father and daughter beside him, then jumped up and rushed towards the separation wall not far away.
The fighting here had already attracted the attention of the soldiers stationed at the separation wall, but Gille and others were defeated too quickly, and they were killed one after another before the defenders had time to dispatch.
When Lin Ze stepped onto the separation wall, the defenders were gathering behind the gate. When he heard the movement and looked up, his neck twisted back with a click. His vision suddenly went dark, and his consciousness fell into eternal darkness.
Seeing hundreds of well-armed elite soldiers not even reacting, they immediately fell to the ground like cutting straw, without any resistance. Viscount Pierre was so shocked that his face turned pale and his lips trembled.
"Guide the way!"
The indifferent voice ringing in his ears made Viscount Pierre startle, and he quickly pointed to the right front and said with a trembling voice, "Over there."
Wow!
The flames surged and quickly condensed into wings behind Lin Ze, taking him and Viscount Pierre soaring into the sky.
The next moment, Lin Ze suddenly realized that threatening Viscount Pierre to show the way was actually unnecessary, because the church of the God of Judgment, an extremely vast and majestic building complex, was too conspicuous. As long as it was viewed from a high altitude, almost everyone immediately noticed
Everyone will notice it.
Viscount Pierre seemed to be aware of the danger and shouted hurriedly: "Wait..."
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, his whole body was swallowed up by the raging flames, burned to ashes in the blink of an eye, and disappeared with the wind.
Lin Ze, on the other hand, flapped his wings of flame, turning into an aurora and shooting towards the church.
"Who!"
Before they arrived at the church, over a hundred meters away, an angry shout suddenly came from below, followed by seven or eight red spears shooting from bottom to top, and the target was clearly Lin Ze.
As soon as the spear rose into the air, it suddenly stopped and then shot back. Several screams of pain were heard from below.
boom!
Like a meteorite, Lin Ze crashed down on the square of the church from high altitude, directly smashing a huge pit into the hard bluestone ground. The shock wave caused by the shock wave flew away the church knights who came after hearing the sound, and hit them hard.
He hit the wall and fell to the ground vomiting blood.
In just an instant, all the church's combat power that came to deal with the invaders collapsed.
"What a bad taste."
Looking around at the mummies on the stone pillars, Lin Ze curled his lips, ignored the wailing and groaning injured on the ground, and walked straight into the depths of the church.
After crossing the square, he quickly arrived at an extremely wide hall. What he saw was only densely packed statues and reliefs, but what caught his eye the most was the huge statue of the god in the deepest part.
"Is this the statue of the God of Judgment?" Lin Ze whispered to himself.
"Yes, this is the statue of my lord."
A deep and deep voice responded to him. Lin Ze turned around and saw two people, one tall and one short, slowly walking out from behind the small door in the corner of the hall.
The shorter one is an old man, wearing a white robe, with a vicissitudes of life but sharp eyes.
In fact, the old man is not short, but the other person next to him is too majestic and tall, so he is made a little short and thin by contrast.
The man was wearing a thick silver body armor, only showing his tough face like a knife and an axe. His eyes were staring at Lin Ze coldly, his eyes as cold as ice.
"I didn't expect you to take the initiative to come to Masai City, or even come to the church." The old man Hansen looked Lin Ze up and down, "But this is good, it saves us the time to search around, and we can complete our work as soon as possible.
order."
Lin Ze was looking at the statue of the god. After hearing this, he turned to look at Hansen and raised his eyebrows: "Order? Did the God of Judgment give you an order to kill us?"
"Of course, our great Lord is right. You will indeed bring disaster to this world. Look at how much blood you have stained on your hands along the way." Hansen said lightly.
"Every religious organization in the world always thinks so highly of itself."
Lin Ze shook his head speechlessly, "Look at the slums outside, thank you for saying such things."
Seeing that Hansen looked calm and seemed to want to argue, he simply waved his hand to stop the other party's words and said: "I have no interest in arguing with you. Where is your God of Judgment?"
Hansen was slightly startled and was stunned by Lin Ze's question.
Seeing his expression, Lin Ze suddenly understood, yes, how could a believer know where the god he believed in was located.
"There is no aura fluctuation on this statue. It is just an ordinary statue. In other words, all the clues have been broken. This is troublesome." Lin Ze shook his head secretly.
"This leaves us with the last option." He turned to look at Hansen and the other two.
As Lin Ze cast his gaze, a strong uneasiness suddenly emerged deep in Hansen's heart, as if he was being targeted by a prehistoric beast, and a chill quickly shot up his spine.
So he shouted decisively.
"Knight Commander Kamal!"
Clang!
Hansen responded with a loud sound of drawing a sword.
The burly man beside him did not hesitate to pull out the huge broad sword behind him. A strong milky white air flow quickly covered the blade, and the next second it suddenly split through the air and struck Lin Ze fiercely.
"Finally, an elite-level figure has appeared."
Lin Ze muttered to himself lightly, facing the huge sword that came down like a heavy hammer without dodge, he just slapped it with his backhand, and in an instant he heard a dull roar like the beating of bells and drums, and a trace of residual...
The shadow flashed, and Kamal's giant sword flew out of his hand, piercing the far wall with a hiss until it had no handle.
Neither Kamal nor Hansen obviously expected that this sword containing strong fighting spirit would be broken by the enemy in such an understatement. They thought it was so absurd that even though they were still fighting, they were both distracted.
A moment.
After coming back to his senses, Kamal's expression suddenly changed drastically. He pulled away and wanted to retreat. However, it was already too late. A fist had already struck like lightning, gradually enlarging in his field of vision, and finally smashed into his chest.
superior.
boom!
Hansen, who was not far away, felt a flash in front of his eyes, a strong wind whistling past him, and the next second there was a violent roar from behind.
He was stunned for several seconds before he woke up and turned around to look around. He was shocked to see Kamal lying motionless among the ruins on the ground. The most powerful knight in Masai City, known as the 'Sword of Judgment'
'The powerful fighting spirit user, at this time, the upper body has almost turned into a blur of flesh and blood, as if he can no longer die.
Just one punch...
Hansen felt a bitter taste in his mouth for a moment, and couldn't help but reveal a wry smile on his face.
Fiery breath and burning pain came at the same time. He looked down and saw that his feet were ignited with red flames at some point.