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Chapter 226 Retreat

The billowing smoke dispersed, and several believers emerged.

Judging from their attire, the three priests actually survived such an unexpected attack!

But fortunately, ordinary believers have only one luck...

The bright red flames tore through the air and headed forward!

"Ah!!" A scream suddenly sounded,

"Abelian!"

Immediately afterwards, dripping blood spilled, and the cultist's body was neatly split in half from the shoulders down, and fell into the ruins at his feet.

'No... no cultists survived.'

Colin let out a breath of turbid air, and the orange fireball in his hand began to brew.

After the fireball technique broke through the limit four times, it can no longer be summarized as fireball. Just to hide his strength, he chose the most inconspicuous form of fireball.

On top of the ruins, the remaining three wizards subconsciously stood in the shape of an inverted triangle, with two ordinary priests faintly blocking the young priest behind them.

Although the two priests were only slightly blocking the view, in fact, because the young priest's body was too thin, Colin could hardly see the young priest.

Only a pair of calm dark red eyes could be barely glimpsed through the gap.

"Keep attacking!!" Kingsley shouted.

Following his order!

The stalemate between the two parties was immediately broken, and magic and witchcraft clashed.

As Kingsley said, the three priests were only at the first level. Under the siege of eight first-level wizards, they quickly fell into a disadvantage and retreated steadily.

boom.

The priest who turned into a giant on the right in front struggled to block the next fireball.

next moment.

Phew!

But the bright red flames severely cut a huge scar on his thigh.

"Father Naris!" He turned around and shouted, "We can't go on like this!"

"Haha, what a witchcraft! Your Excellency Margaret." Kingsley couldn't hide the smile on his face, "Things went even smoother than I imagined!"

He looked at the thin priest, his eyes full of greed.

He has not forgotten the information from the bracelet that is recorded on his wrist... This priest is worth at least 5,000 contribution points!

Colin looked at the thin priest who was hiding behind and releasing attacks from time to time, and for some reason he always felt a little uneasy.

Those calm dark red eyes that seemed to hide the churning lava were really too eerie.

'Let's fight as quickly as possible!'

His eyes narrowed, and he waved his hand again and shot a fireball.

boom!

Watching the orange fireball strike again.

There was a hint of frustration in the priest's eyes.

This fireball wasn't very powerful, nor was it fast, but it was often stuck at very uncomfortable timings and positions, frequently interrupting his fighting rhythm, which made him very annoyed.

This time was no exception. With a pop, his left waist was torn apart by the inevitable witchcraft attack, which made him groan involuntarily.

"Hiss..." The priest took a few breaths, turned around again and said in a deep voice: "Father Narris!"

His eyes were firm, as if he had made some determination.

Naris, who was as thin as a skeleton, looked at him, sighed, and nodded slowly.

"The Lord will remember your sacrifice, Father Vincent."

"Father Naris!" At this time, the priest on the left turned around and shouted in a deep voice. His face was pale, and he was covering his left arm with blood flowing down... Apparently he was at the end of his strength.

Although the priest didn't say anything, Naris understood immediately when he looked into his firm eyes. He sighed, moved his lips and murmured:

"The Lord will also remember you, Father Paco."

Then, his dark red eyes closed gently, as if he couldn't bear to see the next scene.

At the same time, as soon as his voice fell.

The two priests took a few deep breaths, their chests rose and fell like bellows, and their eyes suddenly turned red!

"ah!"

"Ahhh!"

Then, they all raised their heads and roared, without saying a word, they took off the flaming divine emblem on their chests, opened their witch robes, and thrust it hard into the left chest!

Phew!

The sharp top of the flame emblem reaches straight to the heart under the force of force!

A large amount of blood spurted out from the wound immediately, dyeing the entire divine emblem red in just a moment.

Immediately afterwards.

Teng!!

In the painful groans of the two priests, the divine emblem was like fire, and the blood and flesh were like firewood!

Starting from their left chests, a cluster of dark red flames suddenly rose up, and then spread rapidly around their bodies, turning them into two burning human-shaped torches.

As the flames burned, their auras became stronger and... unstable!

It's like a volcano about to erupt!

All this is a long story, but in reality it only takes a moment.

In the field of vision of Colin and others, they only saw two priests suddenly pulling out their badges and stabbing them on the left chest, then igniting fire and running towards them at high speed at the same time!

"No, take action with all your strength now!" Kingsley's expression changed and he shouted hurriedly.

As they stepped forward, the auras of the two priests grew higher and higher, almost reaching the level of second-level wizards!

The situation reversed almost instantly.

Colin's face turned stern, and he keenly noticed that after the blazing flames, the thin priest Naris did not take the opportunity to escape, but was chanting something softly.

His dark red eyes were dyed with dancing firelight, and matched with the cold and thin face, almost like a skeleton, he looked like a strange monster!

"Quickly retreat!"

Looking at the two flame godfathers in front of him who seemed to be growing continuously, Colin was shocked, subconsciously said in a deep voice, and quickly backed away!

"Um?"

"Colin you?!"

"Why did you run away from the battle!"

The expressions of the wizards around him changed slightly, and they shouted subconsciously.

Morin and Margaret also wanted to question Colin.

But the next second, a raging heat wave came faintly!

Looking back, the two priests who turned into torches began to inflate like balloons at this moment.

Countless dark red lights carrying heat waves emitted from the cracked and winding gaps in their skin!

The two priests had arrived before me at some point!!

"not good!"

When Maureen and Margaret saw this, their expressions changed drastically, and they hurriedly backed away like Colin.

"Poisonous anger..."

But at such a critical moment, the last Meier just stood there, staring at the two priests with his eyes in awe and murmuring in a low voice.

"Go away!!"

Margaret said angrily, her retreat direction was blocked by Meyer.

Whoosh!

A long flame whip formed from her hand and was whipped toward Meier!

"ah."

Only then did Meier react and let out a cry of pain as if he was waking up from a dream.

He stared at the two dark red fireballs heading towards him, his pupils almost shrinking into needle-like shapes, and his face looked frightened.

But it's too late.

boom!!

The two priests could no longer maintain themselves and exploded!

Dark red flames swept across the entire venue, almost drowning everyone!!


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